Two completely unrelated photos, the only connection is that they are of the natural world.
Some Egg and Bacon Pea flowers besides the walking track at Mount Ettalong on the Central Coast last spring. Drought or not, the show must go on.
And this is a sight that most of us won’t forget in a hurry – the sight of a blood-red bushfire sunset in the middle of the autumn bushfires last year, as seen from my backyard. This scene was repeated for weeks. Spectacular but not one I really would like to see repeated.
Hope you’re going alright out there in isolation. I’m alright here in Sydney. It’s certainly given me a reason to complete things that were let go months ago.
At the moment, I’m going through my photo archive for things that I missed out on posting in recent years. I’ll be posting these in the coming weeks. They might not always be related, but a bit of randomness these days isn’t a bad thing.
These pictures hail from all the way back from winter 2018, when we had a run of frosty days in the suburbs. Frost is a rare thing in our part of Sydney so I had to get my camera out.
Winter might be just around the corner, but as long as you’re warm and dry, it’s not such a bad thing. It certainly gives me a better reason to hibernate, and not regret it.
What makes Newtown very striking these days is the proliferation of street art.
It’s everywhere from the main to the back streets.
I like it a lot. As well as brightening the suburb up, it deters much of the vandals and gives Newtown’s substantial creative community much needed exposure.
It makes for an interesting walk, I think. Turn a corner, and you can come across touching tributes like this.
Being an old suburb, it also has one of Sydney’s oldest cemeteries, Camperdown Cemetery, located behind St Stephens Anglican Church.
I find cemeteries fascinating places to walk through, and this one is the oasis of the inner west. I can indulge in my love of big moreton bay fig trees.
It’s no longer in use, but retains a very restful atmosphere. I think the plaque below is a reference to the many paupers buried here in unmarked graves.
However, I didn’t find the grave of Eliza Emily Donnithorne, whose story may or may not have inspired Charles Dickens.
Newtown is one of Sydney’s earliest suburbs, so it’s not surprising that the architecture is very mixed, with an emphasis on repurposing.
We’re still trawling through last winter’s photos! Back in July, I took a bit of a walk through the inner-west suburb of Newtown, and this series is all about that walk.
The walk started out on busy King St, the hub of the suburb.
Lots of diverse events about the place, as you can see.
I didn’t stay on King St too long as the back lanes were far more interesting.
A Happy New Year, everyone. Hope you have had a happy and safe festive season.
Getting back to drawing… It’s not just about organic subjects. In contrast, the built environment is a different beast.
All those straight lines may appear restrictive.
But there is always a way to break loose, as these scenes from Cockatoo Island attest.
The third project of the year was for my TAFE art studies (multi-disciplinary art) and was exhibited in the Bravery Unmasked exhibition at Casula Powerhouse Museum, an art centre in Sydney’s south-west. In the exhibition radiation masks, used to immobilise the head in cancer treatment, are turned into artworks by patients, their family and supporters.
The work is called Determination Cap and consists of a cowl and a balaclava-styled cap.
Cancer patients confront physical and mental challenges akin to those faced by generations of explorers, soldiers and mariners. To protect them from the elements, they wore woollen ‘caps’ knitted by their loved ones.
This cap has been hand-knitted in orange Australian wool to portray both the determination of those who journey with cancer, and the loved ones who support them along the way.
A few more sculptures that caught my eye. This one is very Art Deco.
You certainly can’t miss this 5-storey rock arch. Might look natural from a distance, but it’s all hand-made.
And it’s all over as we’ve made it to the Icebergs Pool and Bondi Beach.
Thanks for walking with me.
Most of the works were very in-tune to the landscape that they almost blend right in.
Hang on, the last one is the environment! Amazing what nature can do on its own.