outside the dromedary hotel central tilba ©260114
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Thursday, 30 January 2014
Tuesday, 28 January 2014
…rural unexplainable #73
…it was dead at midnight last night… australia just finished packing up the straya day barbeques… I was riding my bike through the tiny heritage town of tilba after passing through the other hamlet town of tilba tilba, a couple of km down the deserted valley… when I stopped to take a picture of the small memorial to soldiers gone… after an uneventful trip through wallaga lake, bermagui, coolagolite… got home, uploaded… there is a thread of light in the photo I never remembered was there when framing the shot… it seemingly emanates from one of the tombstone-like structures… (cue that x-files theme music here; fade to black)…
tilba ©260114 |
…rural weird #72
Monday, 20 January 2014
…rural drizzle #68
Thursday, 9 January 2014
…rural surreal #67
canning street, bega ©090114 |
...more of those hacked-off mannequins... what's with people's fascination with these decapitated things?... are they handing them out for free from some warehouse somewhere?... or are their shapes not svelte enough to reflect the current magazine image to sell clothes, therefore rendering them unemployed?... and why mostly female?... don't know the answers to all these but I do think that they certainly present weirder displays than dead cars on the front lawns...
Wednesday, 8 January 2014
…rural swat #65
...recently I reacquainted with the traditional malay fly-swatter, the 'penyapu lidi', after seeing it being used in an episode of 'serangoon road' on tv...
...its main job is as a broom made of the woody central parts of coconut leaf fronds which were carefully shaven off their green leafy bits, bunched together and tied to create the handle... you can adjust the spread of the broom by twisturning its handle... very effective against aussie flies especially around this cow region where flies reckon they're immune to fly sprays until they meet the original, hundreds-year old 'sapu lidi'... they are now fully fucked, pardon my french…
...its main job is as a broom made of the woody central parts of coconut leaf fronds which were carefully shaven off their green leafy bits, bunched together and tied to create the handle... you can adjust the spread of the broom by twisturning its handle... very effective against aussie flies especially around this cow region where flies reckon they're immune to fly sprays until they meet the original, hundreds-year old 'sapu lidi'... they are now fully fucked, pardon my french…
bega ©101213 |
pride of place on the office wall of the public library gallery
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…shot through a glass display case…
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Monday, 6 January 2014
…rural congenial #63
…rural plastic fiction #62
bega ©151213 |
… if in some particular cities, that carrier bag would've the whole block locked down… a little robot scampering about… choppers buzzing above, and an arsenal of tv cameras aimed at it… or was that in a movie?... here, it says 'no more plastic bags in coles or woolies!!'… or 'why don't they come collect this darn trolley!'… or 'come enjoy these artworks but be careful not to trip over the trolley.'… or 'hey, that's bob's shopping… wonder where the bugger's gone to?'…
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…coastal interval #60
…rural noel #59
…rural frontage #58
…coastal? rural? #57
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(…this mysterious wtf splash of colours turned up among the photos' 'import all'… now the desktop wallpaper, I hope that staring at it everyday will shed a light what, how, who, where or why it turned out as it did… what was I thinking!… only the cryptic DSCN0396 came with it not unlike the old school 'KODAK SAFETY FILM 5063 ➛11' - but there you had to be extra careful how you take your next last shot… the luxury of digital: take as many as the memory stick can hold and trash the craps… but still I'm going to copyright this one… you never know what the vast cyberspace has in store… with one more of it…)
…rural tabula rasa #56
Sunday, 5 January 2014
…coastal quiescence #55
tathra wharf ©241112
… while a whale displays its pectoral fin slaps nearby… the cafe empties on to the old wharf...
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…coastal poesy #54
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...my battered birkie |
…here, at my feet, foam from the surf collects with the seaweed and blows across the beach in the gentle breeze like a serpent's beard… I gather the fluff in the cup of my hand and gaze into a globule of air, reflecting a world within a world… I burst the bubble with my finger, and the world I saw a moment ago explodes… but I behold it still in my mind's eye, a vivid image of what once was, and so it's as real to me now as it was before…
(beachcombing at miramar' by richard bode 1996)
barragga point ©240713 |
…rural integral #53
Saturday, 4 January 2014
…rural spectral #50
bega valley shire ©231013 |
...I have not come across any haunted house in the bega valley but this particular house apparently is... the common appearance of a young woman lying in bed next to this dress shop-owner's teenage son... I think I know what you are thinking because I thought the same too when I first heard it... no, she is not the boy's girlfriend coming to his room to help each other with their homework...
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…coastal mackerel #48
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