This old Stetson hat holds many a secret. It belongs to my nephew who wore it when he was a horse breaker in the Northern Territory. He is a sprited young man and no doubt this hat has seen some funny, naughty, tough and tragic times. It is now too old to hold its shape and shade his face so it hangs on a peg with the drizabones. Oil on Canvas......(Limited edition of #75)
Living in country NSW on a cattle station, Sally finds many subjects to paint with all her works having an intriguing story.
