As Fremantle reflects the last of the sinking sun’s rays, a crested tern flies overhead.
I used a photo reference for this drawing which I’d taken 19 years ago. I love making art from my travels. If I can’t fly across continents at the moment, I can still travel back in time.
Over the past few months I have been taking many photos around Fremantle and it is interesting to compare the town-scape in 2021 with that of 2002. Below is a photo I took a few days ago – almost exactly the same view as in the drawing. The space that was open and charming two decades ago is now clogged up with block-y construction. No wonder I hark back.
“Sunset Flight” is a lost view.