We stayed at Banks in Canberra during the opening of the Edgelands exhibition at Manning Clark House.
Banks is on the eastern edge of this car-based, suburban city and is in the Tuggeranong district/valley. Banks is on the edge of Canberra’s outer suburban fringe. Our poodle walks in the morning and evening were along firebreak trails on both sides of the valley. We found the walks to be thoroughly enjoyable and attractive.
But you need a car to get around Canberra as the public transport to the city is woeful. It’s a long drive to school, work, shops, doctors, or leisure centres. Since the dominant mode of transport is by car, there is congestion in and around the CBD in spite of all the transport planning to ensure the flowing movement of the car.
On our way to and from Canberra to attend the opening of my Edgelands exhibition at Manning Clark House we stayed at Hay, which is about halfway between Adelaide and Canberra. The poodle walks in both the morning and evening were along the river trail on the banks of the Murrumbidge River.
The Murrumbidgee is the second largest river in the Murray–Darling Basin and this 1,600 km long river is ranked as one of the two least ecologically healthy of 23 tributary rivers in the Basin. It looked dead to me. Yet the Basin Plan will do absolutely nothing to restore the environment of the upper Murrumbidgee.
Late spring in Adelaide means heaps of grass seeds everywhere in the parklands and they grass seeds attach themselves to the poodles’ legs and ears and if not picked up they enter the body. So we have to avoid any grass seed areas.
That leaves us with the beach, lawns and the West Terrace Cemetery.
West Terrace Cemetery
The afternoon walks are in the West Terrace Cemetery, the pre-breakfast walk is the old Victoria Park racecourse, the post-breakfast walk is the grassy strip behind Veale Gardens, and the lunch time walks is the Gouger St restaurant strip.
The weather on the southern Fleurieu Peninsula coast during Spring is turbulent. There are days of strong south easterly winds, hot days with a strong northwesterly wind, broken by cold southerly winds with a plunge in temperature. Generally its blustery with a few calm days. This year there has been very little rain.
The landscape is becoming drier. I would hate to have to exist on rainwater tank given the predictions for much less rain for southern Australia.
Ari + Maleko
Often the light during spring can be quite eerie.
Ari and I went on a photo trip yesterday with Ben Loveday, Adam Jan Dutkiewicz, Aldo Trissi and Michal Dutkiewicz. We went to Lobethal/Birdwood/Mount Pleasant/Keyneton/Sedan and then retraced our path on the return trip. We drove through the Basket Range and along the Torrens Valley.
I haven’t done one of these kind of photo trips for ages–I used to do this kind of photo trip when I had a Kombi that carried a 5×7 Cambo in a trunk and I was photographing in black and white. I was surprised to see that the South Australian state government changers to many German place names during WW1 still remained in place.
water tank , Sedan
Sedan, a country town at the foot of the Mt Lofty Ranges and on the plains that lead to the the River Murray. It was an eyeopener. It was hot, dry and dusty, derelict, full of abandoned houses, and an extensive use of limestone in the built environment.
It was another Friday night with Suzanne and Maleko going to puppy pre-school at Regency Park and Ari and I filling in time by walking the South Rd Superway for an hour or so. We started out on the A13 from the South Rd/Grand Junction Rd corner and continued walking west for 25 minutes.
South Rd Superway
It was bright and sunny at 6.30 pm and, fortunately for us, most of the traffic was moving on the elevated roadway. So I was able to scope the urbanscape underneath. I didn’t really know what to expect. All I had in mind were some possibilities for a 5×7 large format photoshoot from the brief previous scouting. So we wandered.
Ari, Maleko and I wandered around the Flinders St precinct yesterday as part of our afternoon poodlewalk.
I wanted to have another look at the late afternoon light on both the concrete modernist architecture and the nineteenth century buildings.
There is a big contrast between these two styles of architecture. People in Adelaide still don’t warm to the brutalism of the 1960s concrete and glass modernism, even though its been there for over half a century. I’ve made my peace with it. I can accept it— unadorned geometric forms, open interiors, and the use of glass, steel, and reinforced concrete—as part of our architectural history, and I think that it should be preserved as part of our architectural heritage. I’m probably in a minority.