It moves, but never gets off the ground

When I first saw Dinornis Maximus I thought it was an actual wind measuring instrument, something that the Weather Bureau had put up to test which way the wind was blowing, or how fast – a kind of new-fangled wind sock. Or maybe a new wind turbine for generating electricity.  But no, it’s a kinetic sculpture.

Tall wind sculpture Tilly

It has grown on me – I regularly drive past it en route through Woden – and I find I am now less distracted by it than previously. Initially I thought the blades might fly off.  Up close, though it seems pretty stable.

Upwards wind sculpture

The day we went to take a look, it was freezing cold, but there was no wind, which is why I felt able to get so close.

Tilly base wind sculpture

Dinornis was the giant moa, a flightless bird, from New Zealand.  Extinct now of course, and thought to stand more than three metres tall.  This sculpture is 11 metres tall, and its arms rotate every which way, whatever way the wind takes it.  A bit like life, really.

Dinorsis long view Dinornis Plaque

The artist is Phil Price, a NZ sculptor.  I do like the irony of the artist naming this sculpture with swinging arms after a flightless bird.  It moves and moves, but never gets off the ground.

Here’s a quick film on YouTube of the sculpture’s arms moving about.


On the road again

With the wind in my ears and a smile on my own face, I think this sculpture adroitly captures the joy of the dog taking a road trip with its owner.

Tilly and on the road again

Dog truck 3

The whimsy of the composition, with the dog’s head stuck out of the car’s window – which seems to hang mid-air – encourages the imagination.  And you can feel the movement of the wind as it whooshes through the car, pulling the dog’s ear’s backwards while the car is propelled forward.

Dog truck 1        Anne Ross On the Road again 2011

On the road again by Anne Ross  is located at Lyons shops, and is made of bronze. It was installed in November 2011, and unveiled in 2012.

It adds humour to the shops at Lyons, which is one of the few local shops that also has information about the person for whom it is named, Australian Prime Minister Joe Lyons.

Lyons sculpture

Lyons 2

Swaying stalks of light

The Vessel of Horticultural Plenty looks brilliant at night, but Tilly and I aren’t allowed out then – it’s way past our bedtime. Needless to say, it’s still striking during the daytime.

Funded by ArtsACT in 2009, the artist is Warren Langley.

Light sculpture 2  Light sculpture Tilly

The sculpture is made of galvanised steel, polycarbonate and coloured LED lights. The strips of lighting sway in the breeze, casting a colourful swathe through the night sky. Here’s a picture of what it looks like at night.

It’s located in Childers Street, in Canberra as part of the new ANU precinct (at the Barry Drive end).

There is another Warren Langley glass and light sculpture at the Canberra Glassworks. Will have to ask for a pass out to see that one evening.

Wooden smiles

This time last year I was embarking on a three week trip in the US and Canada with my mum.  It was an amazing experience, and we managed to visit quite a few cultural and historical sites.

The scenery was awesome in the true sense of the word, not just some overused adjective.  But the reason I started thinking about the trip was in relation to the word “face” for a photography challenge; and these images popped instantly into my head.

Oar face Horse head Face 1

I was completely captivated by the various masks I saw throughout the journey; some are from the north west coast of British Columbia, near the town of Prince Rupert.  The museum there was small, but very interesting with lots of statues, masks, and tools.

Red mask

And the Museum of Anthropology in Vancouver was overwhelming, with a comprehensive collection of artefacts from indigenous communities all over the world.

Totem 3 Totem 2 Totem 1 Totem 4

But the faces on the totems are in many ways the most striking, particularly the brightly painted ones.  I wonder what the originals were like as the artists surely didn’t have access to such strong colours.  I wish I had taken more notice of their stories, but as usual, I was more interested in framing the shot and getting to the next spot.

Exploring Canberra’s public art

I always take lots of photos of statues and sculptures when we are travelling in other places.  But what about the excellent public art that we have in Canberra?  I want to find out more, so the black kelpie and I are going to investigate some of these pieces further.

Today, we looked at Chalchiuhtlicue, located in Latin America Plaza, just in the newly developed end of Childers Street, in Civic.

Mexican 2 Latin America plaza

The name of the statue means “The Goddess of Water” and is “inspired by the pre-Hispanic stone sculpture of the same name, found at the archaeological site of Teotihuacan, Mexico.”  It is made of steel, and the artist is Jesus Mayagoitia. (My Spanish isn’t great, but I think this is his site –  The main impact of this statute was to make me want to go to Mexico to see the inspiration!  More travel.  Note to self: must find job.

Rocket with tillly Plaque for miners

Also at Latin American Plaza is a replica of the capsule that rescued the 33 trapped miners in Chile in 2010.  It was a gift from the People and Government of Chile to the Government of Australia.   Looking at the replica, I was taken back to this disaster, and the fear for the men who were trapped underground for so long.  And how weird it would have been to be transported up to the light, in this little cage.  Although I am sure each of them was glad of the opportunity!

Arts ACT and the ACT Government recently issued (or re-issued) an electronic guide to the public art that has been commissioned by the local or federal government, and is in the ACT.  More to come!

Commemoration an important ritual

In 1990, we travelled (frugally) in Europe for several months.  Our travels took us to many places, including through the swathes of First World War battle sites in Belgium, France and Germany.

I’ll never forget the shock I felt when I first saw the war grave sites dotted throughout the landscape; the white crosses seemed to go on forever, interspersed with quite a few crescent moon grave stones, indicating the soldier had been a Muslim.  This shock was despite a life of solemn reverence for those who had died in or as a result of their war service; my grandfather being one.

In April 1995, we returned to the north of France, and by chance saw a small brochure on a town hall bulletin board advising that there would be an ANZAC Day Memorial Service at Villers-Bretonneux in a few days’ time.  The Australian Ambassador would be in attendance, as would other town dignitaries.  Our plans were flexible, so we immediately decided to stay in the area, and attend the service.

Driving in to Villers-Bretonneux is an unsettling experience.  So much Australian referencing! In rural France!  I had always been aware in general of the role of Australian soldiers in protecting this Somme battle area.  But it was still a surprise to see so much Australiana so far from home – streets, hotels and restaurants with Australian names.  And the school is called the Victoria School, in memory of the many Victorian soldiers who died defending the area, stopping the German advance on 24 April 1918.

War graves 6 War graves 5a

The Australian Memorial at Villers-Bretonneux was inaugurated in 1938, and has been the focal point for many Australian ANZAC Day ceremonies over the years.  The main tower is flanked by memorial walls listing the names of missing soldiers, as well as the battle honours of the first Australian Infantry Force.  I was overwhelmed to be there, it is such a beautiful site, so well cared for.

War graves 2 War Graves 3

Attendance numbers at the service were large on the day we were there, with Australian school groups and service groups accompanying groups of local and national dignitaries.  I am always moved by the bagpipes – it’s such a mournful sound.  And I am not a jingoistic nationalist – the current trend of wrapping Australian flags around everything concerns me.  However, I was moved to tears singing the Australian national anthem at that place, knowing the generations of loss that had gone before, not just there, but at every war zone. And that’s the reason I attend the ANZAC day ceremonies from time to time – to remember the losses we suffer, and the futility of wars.

War graves 4  War graves 1

NOTE: The arrangements for attending ANZAC Day services at Villers-Brettoneaux these days are far more complex. (  And the trees in these photos have since been removed from the site

Sighting Newcastle heritage, one site at a time

Being the second oldest white settlement in Australia, there’s plenty of history in Newcastle and the National Trust is very active there.  Tourism is one of the most important future growth areas for Newcastle, and it really has so much potential: historical buildings, beaches, and wineries in the Hunter Valley.  I left Newcastle in 1980, and by the age of 35 had lived away from the city longer than I had lived in it.  But regular visits to family mean I can now catch up on all the sights.

Last week, we visited two places – one that I was very aware of, Fort Scratchley, which was a no go zone when I was a kid but has now been restored by local historical groups;and Miss Porter’s House, a National Trust historical house.

(There are some interesting pictures on the Facebook site

Miss Porters House

Miss Porter’s House is in King Street, and was built in the early 1900s.  Local business owner, Herbert Porter moved into his new house in 1910 along with wife, Florence Jolly.  Their children, Ella and Hazel were born soon after in 1911 and 1914.  Sadly, Herbert and his mother died during the epidemic of Spanish flu in 1919, leaving Florence, Ella and Hazel to live on in the house making a living as best they could.

Both of the women grew up in the house, and remained living there all of their lives, with neither one marrying.  Hazel was the last one to pass away; she died in 1997 and left the house and all of its contents to the National Trust.  And there are lots of contents.

Clothes in wardrobe

Bed ends


Despite the house suffering significant damage during the earthquake in Newcastle in 1989 – the two sisters had to be dug out from the house by neighbours – the National Trust has done a fantastic job of restoring and displaying a whole variety of furniture, knick knacks, kitchen equipment, clothes, dolls, and ephemera providing a series of snapshots in time of the women’s lives in this Edwardian building.

Each room has a volunteer explainer, partly to monitor the room’s contents, but mainly to explain the materials and activities of the house.

Miss Porter’s House is open every second Sunday from 1pm-4pm; there is an entry fee.

Going through it, I wonder what the National Trust would think of the contents of my mother’s house?

Ft Scratchley sign

Fort Scratchley is also a very interesting and quite significant Australian historical site.  Built in the 1880s to guard the resources being exploited already in the region by the white settlers– the area is rich in coal seams – the Fort offers wide views of the Hunter River and the beaches to the north and south and would have provided an excellent vantage point to monitor approaching vessels.

View to Nobby's from Ft Scratchley

canon gun view

japanese sub model

Interestingly though, a Japanese submarine was able to sneak right up to the Harbour in June 1942, firing off 34 shells with several landing at various spots around the city foreshore.  The Fort’s guns could not return fire due to the low angle of the submarine in the water – the guns could not be directed down low enough.

Visiting the Fort today is fascinating, with a guided tour (fee charged) that takes you down through the tunnels underneath.  You don’t have to take the guided tour, though, and there is more than enough of interest if you wander through the rooms and exhibits at your own pace.

Canon 1 Canon 2

And just to remind you of where you are, they do fire canons.  This small one was fired a couple of times while we were there; our visit coincided with that of a large group of people from a cruise ship.