#shoalhaven

[thunderstruck9]

Arthur Boyd (Australian, 1920-1999), On the Banks of the Shoalhaven, 1984. Oil on canvas, 152 x 122 cm.

[myfairynuffstuff]

Arthur Boyd (1920 - 1999) - Evening, Shoalhaven. 1981. Oil on composition board.

[kurtisdepaoli]

A few photos, from the nature walk at Murrays Beach.

[hydrogenjukeboxphoto]

[rubydolly]

The most adorable little Noodle. This is a Diamond Python, I want one of these so badly

[andthebubbles]

Shoalhaven region, NSW, Australia

[dragonflyarttuition]

🖤 Stand Tall 🖤 (Or: nolite te bastardes carborundum 😉) My finalist piece for @artsinthevalley 2022 - thanks to everyone who ran the show and the lovely folks who went to see it! My girl will be on sale via their virtual gallery for the month of October, or slide into my DM’s for deets. #art #artist #artwork #illustrator #finalist #exhibition #kangaroovalley #shoalhaven #ink #inked #inkart #lowbrow #popsurrealism #macabre #goth #mentalhealth #altart #alternative (at Arts in the Valley) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjO4r4vv90t/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[mytravelexpert]

There Is Nowhere Liek Norfolk

There Is Nowhere Liek Norfolk

[thunderstruck9]

Arthur Boyd (Australian, 1920-1999), Birds, Horse and Trap, Shoalhaven. Oil on board, 49.5 x 62.5 cm.

[thefoxsbookofdays]

Summer Camp (Shoalhaven River 1967-1968).

23 January

SUMMER CAMP

(Shoalhaven River 1967-1968).

Before I knew you

I jumped into brined and silty water

From the bobbing raft

Swallowed it

And laughed

Climbed and 

Jumped again

Again

Again

Felt the sandy bottom

Depending on the tide

Laughing

Exhausted

Nearly drowned

All that stuff.

Is that metaphor enough?

[kurtisdepaoli]

A few random images

[excavatortrailers]

Great Range Of Custom Trailers In Shoalhaven

Custom trailers in Shoalhaven are the embodiment of versatility and ingenuity, catering to a wide range of needs across businesses and lifestyles. By embracing the world of personalisation.

[steventureau]

"There was a constant flow of wind howling through, and I had to use a hand to stop my hat from blowing off my head. My phone began to creep out of my side pocket from the awkward squatting position and my Dad told me I wouldn't want to lose it down the small crack that ran along the tunnel floor.

As the light grew brighter and we were again able to stand and walk out the cave, we got our first view of the open ocean and the side of the beautiful cliff faces on our left."