Showing posts with label eastern suburbs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eastern suburbs. Show all posts
Saturday 1 November 2014

Sculpture by the Sea 2014


It is crazy that Sculpture by the Sea is upon us once again. Unintentionally, I've visited every second year since 2008. To be quite frank, I'm not an 'arty' kind of person; generally, museums and galleries tend to bore me after the first 30 minutes (unless its tactile). But the walk from Bondi to Tamarama Beach is quite pretty and I only head down to that area for Sculpture by the Sea since it's too far from where I live.

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The 'faces' of these freaked me out.

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A woman doing yoga on the rock platform.

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The best 'exhibit'! He was so adorable.

We had originally planned on catching the bus from Tamarama Beach to Bondi Junction to save having to walk back. However being the impatient people that we are, A. and I walked back to Bondi to catch the bus from there.

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Jacaranda trees are in bloom again and they are just gorgeous!
Thursday 4 July 2013

The Gap

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Sometimes it worries me that time is going by so fast and yet I have nothing to show. I spend far too many wasted hours in bed marathoning tv shows and movies and for what purpose? This winter break, I am pushing myself to actually leave the house a lot more, with the company of others or just by myself. Things still on my agenda:
  • Newcastle
  • Wollongong/ Kiama
  • Sydney Olympic Park for the parks and perhaps biking 
  • Long Reef

Life is too short and this will be the youngest I will ever be. I digress.

I have been wanting to visit The Gap for a while and it was fitting in light of current circumstances. I was always curious as to why it was such a popular location for people to commit suicide. Aren't there are lot of cliffs in Sydney and why was the Gap/ South Head special? But when I saw it, it made a bit more sense. There is a wavecut shelf at the bottom of the cliff which effectively guarantees an impact, as morbid as that sounds.

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In memory of Don Ritchie.
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The cameras.
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