A glimpse of still bush water can catch you off guard — holding two worlds at once: the depths below and the sky above, with you standing in between. On canvas, the journey begins deep. First comes the sand at the creek’s bottom, then the leaves and fallen branches resting there, followed by the soft reflection of trees and sky. Suddenly, two depths emerge — one beneath the water’s surface, one high above in reflection. Then the viewer’s world enters: the rocks that cradle the creek, the shimmer along the water’s edge, the moss and scattered debris. This becomes a third space — the place of presence. Cold and warm colours weave between these parallel realms, binding earth, water and air. In stillness, the world whispers: stop, breathe, reflect. A landscape becomes a meditation.