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wide brown land - sculpture at the national arboretum, Canberra |
My other half informs me that I need to rename my blog. He feels that my life is not ordinary enough.
I feel that my life is better than it has been for a while, and that I like this kind of ordinary.
It doesn't involve much cooking, washing or ironing. The sun shines all day, and I get to explore new places.
I am now in Canberra, catching up with some of my good friends from
The Arcanum
We have been virtual friends for 2 years now, meeting on line most weeks to chat and learn from each other under the guiding hand of
Jackie Ranken. It is a real delight to meet some of them in the flesh, and also surprising how different the real person looks to the screen persona. 3D is better than 2D in so many ways.
We have been spending time exploring the
Enlighten 2016 festival, in which the city buildings are illuminated at night. I feel immensely pleased for of one of my fellow photographers,
Mark Kelly, who has his images projected digitally on three of Canberra's famous buildings.
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Exploring Enlighten after dark is a good way to avoid the relentless heat of the sun.
Photography at 35 degrees in blinding sunlight is not for the faint hearted.
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National Portrait Gallery, Canberra |
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National Portrait Gallery, Canberra |
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Enlighten 2016 |
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lanterns at the night noodle market |
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Questacon building , Enlighten 2016 |
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National Gallery of Australia- exterior, Enlighten 2016 |
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National gallery 'uranium chandeliers' installation |
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uranium glass chandelier |
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exterior, National Gallery, Enlighten 2016 |
Stepping outside in daylight is only sensible at dawn and dusk. We dutifully got up early most mornings, heading off to the National Arboretum to see the sun rise.
Later in the day we kept relatively cool at the National Gallery of Australia, either indoors, or in the mist sculpture amongst the trees in the sculpture garden.
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mist in the sculpture garden |
We fell in love with James Turrell's sculpture installation 'within without' 2010. Not only could we be indoors and also see the sky, but also we could spend time exploring the light and shapes created by his rooms within rooms, and the reflections in the interior pool.
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'within without- exterior ' |
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within without -interior |
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within without- pool |
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visitor to within without |
some visitors attracted more attention than others.....
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inner chamber of within without |
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reflections in the pool |
This land is indeed brown and wide.
Red and parched underfoot.
The heat unforgiving.
The sculpture on the hilltop at the National Arboretum echoes the words of Dorothea Mackellar's
poem 'My Country"
It is not my country, but it is the country of some really special friends.
You are.. gullible.. Herren Doktor..
ReplyDeleteI sense L.A. $tyle.. Me too..
My tip..
(Avoid it..) that silly ol'.. Ca$h will come regardless..
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