I’m bored out of my brain and staring out the car window into the shopping centre car park.
I notice the primary colours and straight lines.
Voila. I’ll do a Mondrian.
This is the first batch of macaroons ever made by my daughter.
They didn’t even get baked. Something about the shape…
They caught my eye but not my stomach.
This delicate wattle juxtaposed next to a steel girder: the contrast couldn’t be greater.
Nature’s gentle curves versus man made straight edges.
How does a eucalypt leaf fall on fresh concrete exactly over the dividing line between two slabs?
Amazing coincidence or the deliberate intention of an unknown public artist?
Me thinks the latter.
After walking along km’s of freshly laid concrete path, I notice these lovely leaf impressions on short sections.
Man made or Nature adding her randomness?
There’s a huge engineering shed being built in our neighbourhood.
It’s to support a new underground tunnel.
All I see are these lines in the sky.
Concrete. A modern and fantastic building material.
But boring as bats..t.
That’s what makes it a perfect backdrop for these fallen flowers.