Polaroid Diaries - The "Out and About" Series

Dummy Head and Spikes.
Thursday, January 03, 2008, 12:07 PM

Dear Diary - Lucifer is a dummy with spikes that appear to be protuding from his head...they are simply the spiked bars of his cage...

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Laneway Jumpers.
Friday, December 28, 2007, 1:57 PM

Dear Diary - I am accosted by a threatening group of laneway jumpers...it is their shadows that interest me...

Palais Theatre Ceiling From Lounge E20.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007, 8:45 PM

Dear Diary - during a break in the performance I tilt back in the soft, comfy seats of the Palais and am enthralled by the sublime exquisiteness of the dome's "eye" staring back at me... I realise I am not always aware of overarching beauty that often surrounds and encompasses me...

I look closer and notice that some of the plaster is cracked and there are sections of peeled and flaking paint...

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Arc of the Viaduct - Riddells Creek 1.
Monday, October 01, 2007, 8:38 AM

Dear Diary -

the sun traces the arc of the viaduct...
the trains entrust their survival to a keystone's promise...

Walk The Bridge to the Ferris Wheel.
Sunday, August 05, 2007, 6:12 PM

Dear Diary - you may wonder why this one falls into the "Her Arm" category. Take a close look at the bottom left hand corner of the snap - that's her arm! She was there, holding onto the bridge rail, and I didn't even notice! I was too intent on trying to catch the passage of someone heading over the bridge to the ferris wheel...

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Chair - Brixton Street.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007, 12:41 PM

Dear Diary - to follow the white line or to take a seat and spend some time spinning around in circles...? mmm...it's a difficult choice...

	Worn and tattered old office chair sitting in the middle of the road...skin like the weather worn features of a 60s sun goddess...her tan, the essence of her skin-deep beauty, the primordal pit of her, as yet, unrealised inner leper...
	The sounds here are unusually interesting for a little side street...cars and birds, distant warning beepers on construction vehicles, the screeching of the building they are ripping apart can be heard from blocks away, their sub-woofer hummmmm throbs throughout the neighbourhood...a car drives past and a tradesman drops his tools into the back of his parked ute... Listen to a sound bite from this location... (*.mp3 format, 940KB)
	Subtle smells of trees and old rubbish left over from a recent bin collection mishap...
	The road feels rough and catches at me as I scrape the feet of my tripod across it...the bark of the trees looks much smoother than it actually is...the tree is misrepresented by its own skin...
	I can taste the essence of the tree bark mixed with the muddy, tangy aftertaste of slightly rotting rubbish...