I’ve always found it a little strange that Australians mark the beginning of a new season on the first day of the relevant month.
I mean, I’m excited by the prospect of a changing season as much as the next person. And since it’s been literal months of an unusually cold winter here in Perth, I’m hanging so hard to remember what it’s like to just wear a t-shirt outside.
But there’s this thing called science that kind of overrides the Gregorian calendar. And according to science, we’re going to have to wait a few more weeks before we can really say it’s spring in Australia. Also: it’s raining and cold in Perth today. So ... not spring.
I mean, if you google ‘first day of spring’, this is what it comes up with:
A huge bummer, to be sure. And after four years living in Melbourne, where the closest ocean beaches are 100 km away (and, sorry, but the shores of Port Phillip Bay barely pass as beaches), I’m starting to feel like it will literally never warm up and I will never get to enjoy my new beachy city as nature intended: that’s on the beach, y’all.
So, in anticipation of warmer weather that may or may not arrive soon, I did the next best thing to going to the beach: I painted a bunch of broads on the beach.
This piece was partially born from another piece I was working on earlier this week for an upcoming project, which features a couple of sunbaking women. I really enjoyed painting their forms, and decided to explore the forms of women on the beach in a bit more depth.
Come Perth’s first blast of hot weather, this will be me: