07/04/2026
A tale of the Berridale Art Trail.
As Easter unfolds in a vibrant embrace,
Local artists gather, filling the space.
Lucy strokes canvas with colors so right,
Wild brumbies galloping, a breathtaking sight.
Pauline shares visions in dot art so fine,
Snowflakes and billy buttons, a magical line.
Lee spins on her wheel, clay turning with grace,
Creating surprises, each piece finds its place.
Michelle returns to the mountains' sweet call,
In Magpie Studio, the Magenta Queen stands tall.
Ross counts the birds soaring, painted with care,
Art that whispers stories, in the cool mountain air.
Martin brews coffee, his van a warm spot,
Art that provokes thought—creative, not forgot.
Gill in Dalgety, with the lion king near,
A kingdom of colors, igniting our cheer.
Anthony returns, crafting mosaics to thrill,
Ram skulls and antlers, a testament to skill.
Our youngest artist, Erin, fresh on the scene,
With a snowy blast, she paints like a dream.
Two sales to remember, a milestone bright,
Her canvas tells tales of winter’s soft light.
So here in this town, where creativity flows,
A tapestry woven, where passion still grows.
A celebration of art on this Easter we find,
In Berridale’s embrace, all artists aligned.
