Mixed media on canvas
90cm x 90cm
“I used to go down to the Iron Cove Bridge at Drummoyne, late at night down on the waterline, listening to the cars overhead.
The bridge would be singing, a low hum like cherry blossom rain.
This painting is a collection of those memories, the singing bridge, the graffiti on the pylon and the river, always the river.”
Phil Stallard