ABOUT

Don Hill is a Multi Disciplinary Practice focusing primarily on Environmental outcomes and previous living conditions.  Painting, Photography, Sculpture and Writing are the main features of his practice and his activism has been described as Accidental and Passive with the works being decorated and embellished with colour and gold. 
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Don's Art is Visually Descriptive and he uses a defined palette combining raw and found materials which includes bamboo and wood to bring to light particular episodes in his life and many travels.
He is Australian based and a Creative Director.
Over the past decade Don has been developing his writing skills and has written his new novel Kathmandu Taxi (Copyright) 2024.
From early childhood he has had a love of Art and been involved with many notables and projects over this time in Australia, United Kingdom, New Zealand, Japan and Thailand.
Don is also writing a new story concurrent with a showing of works with the title "A Sound Like Rain".
With his latest writings he would like to see it published in multiple languages. 

A Sound Like Rain. 2024 ISBN979-8-89660-983-4  Yella-Hell. Digital Sketch and Limited Edition Print. 62 x 32.5 cm on archival paper.  A Sound Like Rain 2024

My Paint Box sat idle on the sideboard cupboard as I could not bring myself to paint anything anymore at present. My energy was spent and even though I had not created many works this time these were enough to progress to the next stage whatever that was and whenever it would happen.

The energy of the rainforest was still present in my mind and I had seen many things some good and some not so good.

That adventure had come to an end for the time being. I had an urge to go diving again in the Coral Sea in the underwater rainforest so I started to get my BCD and Regs ready for that next step into the Abyss. Wall dives on the edge of the Shelf held some promise as the vis was always 30 metres plus sometimes 70 metres.

Encounters here were usually big and tangible with the likely hood that a tiger might drift up from the depths to investigate who came splashing into their domain.

Kathmandu Taxi Due for release early 2025
Extract from "Kathmandu Taxi'  ISBN 979-8-89443-911-2 



Release 2025 (Fiction) But is it True?
All text and Images are copyright and the property of Don Hill. No text or images may be copied or used without the express permission of Don Hill. Copyright 2024.
Any references to people living or deceased is only coincidental.


Yesterdays Tomorrow

The Northern Winter had arrived and thoughts had turned
to Yak Butter Tea and whirling snowdrifts.
An idea had crossed Owen's mind as he was thinking of
absolutely nothing.
The thought of tramping through deep snow after leaving
Jomsom and heading further North to Loh Manthang.
At least he would have apples to nourish him on this, an
unpredictable journey.
He would be following the ancient traders from India
that had plied this trail for years to reach the Silk Route
to China.
Although Mustang was considered to be dry region it would still
snow and the minus temperatures could not be underestimated
in it’s deadly form although even in blizzard conditions
there was a Nepal Ice, Everest Lager or some Raksi at the
end of the road which was indeed some comfort.
Owen's friends suggested that he travel to Lukla and hike
or take a mountain bike to base camp but he knew
it would look very crowded as opposed to where he
wanted to head to this time.
It was like the Queen Street Mall on any morning except
for the piles of rubbish that had been left behind by
locals and visitors alike.
Even though the attitude on this topic had changed and there
was as concerted effort to clean up the mess so to speak non
biodegradable items were still a problem.
Then came visions of Brian from Esk near Ipswich in Queensland
calling out for help as he held on for dear life at the edge of
the West Ridge of Everest and was eventually swept off.
It was as if his ghost was still there encouraging visitors
to join him at the bottom of a 2000 metre drop off
frozen in the snow and ice.
It is believed that Brian had died on his 28th Birthday in October
1984 while he was searching for his colleague Craig
on that Ridge.
This was not necessarily the case as there had been unconfirmed
sightings and reports of Brian in Lhasa in Tibet.
Some of the reported sightings held photographic evidence that
he was still alive.
Although a little blurry.
If this was the case why hadn’t he travelled back to Australia to
see and let his family know he was still on mother Earth.
The story was that he had been pretty banged up from his fall
but had got entangled in an avalanche and landed in soft snow
at the bottom of the drop, but barely survived.
A group of travelling monks had found him and brought him
back from the brink of death back into the land of the living.
Then the Chinese government had declared him an unknown
alien and kept him at their leisure in prison in Lhasa for couple
of years until they decided he was a bit weird because of the
exposure he had and then let him go into the local community on
his own volution.

The Art of Don Hill Contemporary Works 2002 to 2006.  An Overview.
The works described are organic manifestations and an extension of himself taken from nature with an undercurrent of visual beauty using gold leaf and colour to remind the viewer that there is still beauty in the world regardless of the times we live in.
He states that the practice of using bamboo was an accident in waiting and he cannot explain why it came about but it did.
"It was in front of me as I awoke from my dreaming'.
This happened one early morning after a night of no result with non objective nonsense.
The "Process' stands apart and may seem random, careless and reckless but is also enjoyable as he stumbles and wanders on, still on the verge of creating something new.The Art of Don Hill is now available. 






"Tide Line'  Don Hill and John Dahlsen an Overview 

Since then my arrival at Nudgee has become a morph of molten new experience with different titles and shots erupting from a new camera as well as more images taken with my battered old Fuji.Nudgee presents a Non Objective pallette which on a first encounter is hard to deal with and decipher.
A hieroglyphic composition or exquisite Pollock or Fairweather in disguise.
Which way should the subject be approached, contemplated, created, completed and presented.
This makes the subject matter difficult to deal with as well as progress on as an individual. It was abstraction at the very start and in some ways it still is even with the finished art. There had never been an attempt to set out to make definitive detailed pieces, only definitive art to encourage an emotive response from the audience.
The result is found in the following with most photos taken in the early morning at low tide with minimal interference and virtually no editing.