The verandah has all sorts of resonance in Australia. For a start it is a good place for a glass or two. It is also a place of demarcation between the built and the natural, the known and the unknown, the safe and the wild. Possible some of that is in these paintings, after all they were made here. But more important is the light.
Midday the sun’s brightness can flatten and almost dull the scene, later, objects are sculpted and chopped, edited by shadows. The colours deepen. Later still, single items are spotlit against a luminous glow.
In Australia light is always the subject.
But what about the figures? Despite their substance they look unsure. Are they contemplating the future, noticing something out of place or are they just looking?
What we do have here is the moment when a thought becomes, not an action, but a gesture.