tachisme

. Harry Kent,  Brett Whiteley's ghost #3 , charcoal, watercolour and acrylic on paper, 76c55cm. Continuing to explore Brett Whi...

. Harry Kent,  Brett Whiteley's haunting,  charcoal, shellac, oil and varnish on paper, 76 x 55 cm. I have been haunted by Bret...

. Harry Kent, Brett Whiteley's autopsy , charcoal & acrylic on paper, 59x42cm “A large incision was made and the scalp pe...

. Harry Kent, Whiteley sees red I charcoal, ink and acrylic on Arches paper, 42x61cm Brett once described his childhood as being ...

. Harry Kent, Brett Whiteley's meditation , charcoal on paper, 59x42cm "To draw you must close your eyes and sing."   ...

. Harry Kent, Brett Whiteley listens to Rimbaud , charcoal on paper, 59x42cm Brett Whiteley found Arthur Rimbaud's poetry intens...

. Brett Whiteley, Brett Whiteley fades away , charcoal on paper, 59x42cm "there is something unsettling in the way the BWS [B...

. Harry Kent, Brett Whiteley's insistent madness , charcoal and Conte on paper, 52x42cm "One of the hardest things is to ...

Study for The Trickster in charcoal on canvas, 60x50cm . My previous posting, Self portrait in bitumen , was a visual...

self portrait, ink and acrylic on paper, 84x60cm   Have been rather poorly over the last two weeks - lots of coughing, no voice for 12 ...

Gulpilil, charcoal and acrylic on paper, 41x30 cm SOLD   For many years, along with countless other Australians, i have admired the...

Blue in Green , charcoal and acrylic on paper, 140x115 cm Little Boy Blue, Come blow your horn, The sheep's in the meadow, The cow...

Harry Kent, Private Moment , charcoal and oil on board, 56 x 72 cm this is the third and last of my three charcoal-and-oil self-portr...

Howl , a self-portrait in charcoal and oil on board, 56 x 74 cm I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hyste...

some more of my recent contributions to Julia Kay's Portrait Party Sue , ink, watercolor and crayon on paper, 30 x 40 cm Raena , wa...

Harry, Invictus , charcoal and oil on board, 56 x 74 cm In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the b...