The moment in this painting, “Morning mist in Jackadgery (NSW)”, was beautiful and still. The mist rested low in the trees, hiding features and creating interesting shadows. To my then 8 year old daughter the fog was, “Just grey” and featureless. She didn’t understand that the beauty was what the mist was hiding and the light was revealing. The muted colours, stillness and the moist chill in the air was what made the moment so memorable.