Blue hills: Wax, oil crayon and acrylic on paper

I asked my friend, Abir, to throw me a word and he said, "Blue." "Not like the sky or the seas but like the mountains on a foggy summer morning." It reminded me of a trip we took to a part of the Great Dividing Range in southern Queensland earlier this year. Here it is: Blue Hills, in wax, oil crayon and acrylic on paper.