Exploring local grass marshes
Last week I explored a local grassland marsh with one of my grandsons, 8 year old Walter, just around the corner from his home that sits by the Caboolture River and Moreton Bay. Walter is the namesake of my fraternal grandfather – Walter James Breen – and was named by his parents with no knowlege of my grandfather who died in 1951. I arrived on the scene in 1950.
The hour or two around rather polluted water ways and beautiul grasses with Walter let me into his world and the unusual grassland marsh area. How high does the tide rise and are the grasses a sea grass that feed off salt water were left unanswered. I found the architectual form mesmerising. Muddy dark spaces and the occassional suspended crab and fish skeletons added to the mystique. Over the next couple of days I responded with a graphite drawing and two lino-cut prints of the time with Walter. Satisfying.
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