She spent part of the afternoon just looking through the old box in which she kept those special things. Little memories tied up inside the clipping from The Land newspaper. There was the browned paper with the copy of Walter’s description of Winton: “The district in which I live.” Generally speaking, the district in which…
MONA
In Hobart for a post Christmas getaway. Today we were planning to hire bikes and ride up the cycleway which uses the space beside the rail line to visit MONA; the Museum of Old and New Art. We woke to a day of gale force winds which led to the cancellation of a sailing race…
Where do the children play?
And soon, rust streaked panels will be gone; gathered on a truck, & toddlers will squeal & yawp as they play #izzopark pic.twitter.com/bdtPVyo3 — Roger Pryor (@pryorcommitment) October 31, 2012
Up the Creek
Listen: there is no creak in the creek at the end of my street. It ebbs and flows; creakless, squeakless, serene. pic.twitter.com/iFNOqLmK — Roger Pryor (@pryorcommitment) October 31, 2012
Looking for a full belly one way or another.
Pelican in foreground: with huge bill gaping in anticipation of a good feed; turns back on carrier equally hungry. pic.twitter.com/th8t9ZLj — Roger Pryor (@pryorcommitment) October 21, 2012
On Broadway
In Sydney tonight ready to speak at a conference tomorrow. Reflecting on some of the key themes of human endeavour. Sultry Sydney spring evening. The urban drama of the Broadway lights Ebbs and flows at Harris Street. Green. Slish, slash, roar and swerve The scooters and bikes spring from the maw of the pack where,…
Vale Joe. Thanks for the lift Mate!
One of the things I was really looking forward to; now that the house is finished, the trip’s over and the knees have been done; was to have Joe over for a jam. That won’t happen now. I met Joe, like many of us did: virtually; then: In Real Life. Coffee and Lunaticks and bright…
Pre Christmas moon
Wagga Wagga nightfall
Late afternoon in Wagga Wagga; looking toward the river. The grandstand at the racecourse stares out across the track and flat while, behind it, sweep the gums which reach down deep into the life giving force which is the Murrumbidgee. It is so nice to see it full and alive. The glow of the grandstand…
Newcastle 10.10
One day after Siobhan Curran had such great contributions to the Newcastle 10.10.10 project, I happened to be out for a late afternoon ride with Lynette across to the dyke edge at Carrington. Some ‘phonography’ images later, and some music Music: Free mp3, Polaroid Flame – We live your life We’re only trying to find…