28×32 in” Original acrylic on canvas, framed in natural timber.
The version of Bondi I knew when I was twenty-seven. A bit brighter. A bit quieter. Probably not geographically perfect. I didn't want to paint Bondi exactly as it looks; I wanted to paint the feeling I carry around of it.
The ridiculous, glassy blue on those rare 'perfect' beach days. The buildings stacked haphazardly up the hill. That constant, rhythmic drift between the sand, the coastal path, the cafés, and the sea.
Bondi holds different memories for so many people. In recent years, it carries some deeply painful ones too. I don't think the darker parts of a place's history should ever be smoothed over or forgotten, but I do think places are always bigger than any single moment in time.
People return to the water. They gather. They swim. They lie in the sun. They insist on making new memories right alongside the old ones.
Maybe that's why I wanted this piece to be so aggressively full of life. It’s what happens when nostalgic affection and a decade of distance collide.
Nearly ten years after I called it home, here is my little love letter to Bondi.
2026
Allow one week for shipping
28×32 in” Original acrylic on canvas, framed in natural timber.
The version of Bondi I knew when I was twenty-seven. A bit brighter. A bit quieter. Probably not geographically perfect. I didn't want to paint Bondi exactly as it looks; I wanted to paint the feeling I carry around of it.
The ridiculous, glassy blue on those rare 'perfect' beach days. The buildings stacked haphazardly up the hill. That constant, rhythmic drift between the sand, the coastal path, the cafés, and the sea.
Bondi holds different memories for so many people. In recent years, it carries some deeply painful ones too. I don't think the darker parts of a place's history should ever be smoothed over or forgotten, but I do think places are always bigger than any single moment in time.
People return to the water. They gather. They swim. They lie in the sun. They insist on making new memories right alongside the old ones.
Maybe that's why I wanted this piece to be so aggressively full of life. It’s what happens when nostalgic affection and a decade of distance collide.
Nearly ten years after I called it home, here is my little love letter to Bondi.
2026
Allow one week for shipping
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