Meg Lewer Artist - Art For Sale

Welcome to my art gallery. This is a selection of my recent works and are currently available.

All Paintings are sent to you in a beautiful and professional timber frame of blonde or charcoal limewash wood, a 10cm white matt with perspex for safe packaging.

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One Rung Left $1630 "When mother in despair would pray As low the water sank: Four rungs, three rungs, two rungs, and, aye, How miserly we drank. Next came the fatal 'one rung left!' (How cruel words can be!) As we all stood for joys bereft, Dumb in out misery:And then I tapped the tank in pain - Those knells of drought and doom: Our tank at last gone dry again" Mixed Media on Canvas 60x90cm	The Outback Train $1590 By way of variety, the artist might make a watercolour-sketch of a fettler’s tent on the line, with a billy hanging over the fire in front, and three fettlers standing round filling their pipes. We crossed the Macquarie — a narrow, muddy gutter with a dog swimming across, and three goats interested. Along about Byrock we saw the first shearers. They dress like the unemployed, but differ from that body in their looks of independence..... Mixed Media on Canvas 60x60cm	Where Women worked like Men $1590 "Draw the blinds, the streets are lighted, and I hear the tramp of feet — And I'm weary, very weary, of the Faces in the Street. Dusty patch in desolation, bare slab walls and earthen floor, And a blinding drought is blazing from horizons to the door: Milkless tea and ration sugar, damper junk and pumpkin mash — And a Day on our Selection passes by me in a flash. It was No Place for a Woman — where the women worked like men..... Mixed media on Canvas 60x60cm
The Secret Hedge $750 "Through the green twilight of a hedge I peered, with cheek on the cool leaves pressed, And spied a bird upon a nest: Two eyes she had beseeching me Meekly and brave, and her brown breast Throbb'd hot and quick above her heart; And then she oped her dagger bill, - 'Twas not a chirp, as sparrows pipe At break of day; 'twas not a trill, As falters through the quiet even; But one sharp solitary note..... 40x50cm Mixed media on Canvas	The Dunny Out The Back $1800 'Ive never forgotten our outside dunny and the clang and clatter of the poor old dunny-can man down the back lane in the early hours of the morning in my hometown of Brewarrina. Snuggled up in bed and feeling glad I wasn't a Dunny-can man. What would we have done without them? Mixed media on canvas W60xH90cm	Big Poll the Grog Seller $1800 Life was hard for women on the Goldfields.... "Big Poll the grog seller gets up every day And her small rowdy crib she sweeps out; She's turning in plenty of tin, people say, For she knows what she's about, Aye yes, she knows what she's about. Well, Polly's good-looking, and Polly is young, Polly's possessed of a smooth oily tongue; She's an innocent face and a good head of hair, And a lot of young fellows will often go there....." Mixed media on canvas W60xH90cm
Ghost of the Sunflowers $760 When I was a child, living in Brewarrina, my Grandfather grew an enormous Sunflower. It was as big as a dinner plate. Never forgotten. He kept its seeds for the birds. Funny what you remember..... Mixed Media on wide edge canvas. 40x50cm	Silver Shadows $1580 "Slowly, silently, now the moon Walks the night in her silver shoon; This way, and that, she peers, and sees Silver fruit upon silver trees; One by one the casements catch Her beams beneath the silvery thatch; A harvest mouse goes scampering by, With silver claws and a silver eye; And moveless fish in the water gleam, By silver reeds in a silver stream." Mixed media on board W45xH60cm plus frame	The Sweet Wild Moors $1580 "Oh, blessed sleep, that brings in dreams My native hills to me; The heathery wilds, the rushing streams, Where once I wandered free! 'Tis a glimpse of life's sweet morning light, A bright angelic ray, That steals into the dusky night, And fades with waking day! Mixed Media on board W45x H60cm plus frame
The Jasmined Door. $1580 "I mind me of the cottage where I used to bide Just above the harbour on the steep hill-side; Cobbled was the cause'y to the jasmined door That looked into the kitchen with the grey stone floor. The cottage still is lookin' from the hill across the bay; Above the cobbled cause'y swings the jasmine spray; But the gleam o' ruddy faces an' the hearth-fire glow Went out in the darkness long long ago". W45xH60cm plus frame	Still of Moonlight $1580 "In the still of a winter’s night, they say, when the wind is in the trees, When the moon is a ghostly galleon tossed upon cloudy seas, When the road is a ribbon of moonlight over the purple moor, A highwayman comes riding— Riding—riding— A highwayman comes riding, up to the old inn-door...." Acrylic on board 60x60cm plus frame	Whispered Secrets of the Sea Whilst in Cornwall recently , I walked along seawalls dotted with fishermen cottages that were hundreds of years old. so beautiful and untouched. “The little fishing village seemed to sleep, Nestling its head against the rock strewn hill, Along whose earthy sides the brown-backed sheep Cropped the low grass, and wandered at their will" Mixed Media on board 45x45cm
The Old Ones $1580 THE exquisite tumble of megaliths we call Stonehenge is burnt into the world’s consciousness. It’s a monument to mystery, to human achievement — and the passage of time itself. Mixed media on board H60xW45cm	Twisted Memories $1280 There is a beautiful Park in Swan Hill, where the tangled roots of gums are exposed in the middle of the river. Late afternoon sun and the raucous cries of white cockatoos spun magic as I sat painting. Acrylic on board 45x45cm	Come Back To Me $1380 "Come back to me, little dancing feet that roam the wide world o'er, I long for the lilt of your flying steps in my silent rooms once more; Come back to me, little voices gay with laughter and with song, Come back, little hearts beating high with hopes, I have missed and mourned you long. My roses bloom in my garden walks all sweet and wet with the dew, My lights shine down on the long hill road the waning twilights through.....45x60cm
Echoes are Calling $1380 By channels of coolness the echoes are calling, And down the dim gorges I hear the creek falling; It lives in the mountain where moss and the sedges Touch with their beauty the banks and the ledges. Through brakes of the cedar and sycamore bowers Struggles the light that is love to the flowers. And, softer than slumber, and sweeter than singing, The notes of the bell-birds are running and ringing. Henry Kendall H60xW45cm Acrylic and Ink on wood	The Boab Legend $1380 “There where the red plain stretches to the river And the bank is furrowed by flood and the feet of the herds Where acacias dip to the changing brink of the water And the age-old rocks are the preening place of birds, You had borne and shed the fruit of your countless seasons From fortunate seed to tree of mighty girth Where the dream-folk met sometimes for the fore-telling In chanted treasure of a race more bold Than they - pale skinned - the conquerors of earth. Mary Durack W45xH60cm	Twas a Trackless Desert $1580 "Once a little sugar ant made up his mind to roam To fare away far away, far away from home. He had eaten all his breakfast, and he had his Ma's consent To see what he should chance to see; and here's the way he went....... He reached a dreadful desert that was feet and feet across. 'Twas a dry, deserted desert, and a trackless land to tread, He wished that he was home again and tucked-up tight in bed..... H60xW45 Ink and Acrylic on Board.
The Tattered Bunch $1280 Received some beautiful flowers recently tied with a wide hessian ribbon and thought to incorporate it into an artwork adding texture and interest. Such a shame flowers wilt and die but my painting will remember them. W45xH60cm Acrylic and fibre on wood	Bonny Bunch $1330 Australia has gorgeous native flowers especially during springtime. Wrapped in hessian and bunched together they outlast any others from the flower shop. W45xH60cm Acrylic and fibre on wood.	Misty Mountain Hue $1280 "When I was just a little girl I painted soaring seagulls, In a dawning sky of duck-egg blue. I painted ladybirds and whimsical butterflies, A red cottage with square shaped windows, A misty mountain with a purple hue. All my fields were evergreen, With flowers falling like confetti in between. A rising sun in molten gold so bright, With shifting leaves along a riverside. W45xH60cm plus frame Inks on board.
The Lonely Pier $1500 The lonely pier posts at the Wye River beach are witness to twenty turbulent years of timber milling at Wye River and Separation Creek a hundred years ago. A huge mill cut and supplied Blue Gum to South Wharf in Melbourne, however, nature intervened on this very wild coast, the jetty was washed away and the mill stranded. Now the weathered pier posts, almost forgotten in the pretty coastal landscape, are a lonely reminder of Wye River’s sawmilling past. H90xW60cm on wide edge canvas.	Waterhole Dreaming $1280 "I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, and laugh as I pass in thunder." PercyShelly Bassey. 60x60cm acrylic	The House on the Heath $1330 "When I am old, Give me for heaven a little house set on a heath; The blue hills behind; the blue sea before. The brick floors scoured crimson, the flagstones like snow; The brass taps and candlesticks like gold, And there, in my soft grey gown between the holly-hocks, Upon a day of days I would welcome an old poet; And pour him tea, and walk on the heath, and talk the sun down;' Flora Thompson...1891 Acrylic on wide edge canvas. 60x60cm
Splendid is the Seed $960 "Once in a golden hour I cast to earth a seed. Up there came a flower, The people said, a weed. To and fro they went Thro' my garden bower, And muttering discontent Cursed me and my flower. Then it grew so tall It wore a crown of light, But thieves from o'er the wall Stole the seed by night. Sow'd it far and wide By every town and tower, Till all the people cried, 'Splendid is the flower! ' Read my little fable: He that runs may read. Most can raise the flowers now, For all have got the seed	The Cottages of Lost Play $860 "The air was neither night or day, But faintly dark with softest light, When first there glimmered into sight.... The Cottage of Lost Play. 'Twas builded very very old White, and thatched with straws of gold, And pierced with peeping lattices That looked toward the sea; And why it was Tomorrow came And with his grey hand led us back; And why we never found the same Old cottage, or the magic track That leads between a silver sea....... Acrylic on Board 40x40cm Shadow box frame	Mist Rollin' In. $860 Looking very Scottish and inspired by one of my favourite songs. Acrylic on board. 40x40cm Shadow box frame.
Confetti Flowers $1330 "When I was just a little girl I painted soaring seagulls, In a dawning sky of duck-egg blue. I painted ladybirds and whimsical butterflies, A red cottage with square shaped windows, A misty mountain with a purple hue. All my fields were evergreen, With flowers falling like confetti in between. A rising sun in molten gold so bright, With shifting leaves along a riverside. As such was life, Carefree and beautiful as dreams. Charmaine Chircop.