First sight of Potato Point sea for seven weeks
Beach runners and shadows
Around the weekend yard
Familiar beaches, yes, but never the same beaches. A lot depends on so many things. This week we’ve had heavy seas, so things that were exposed last week, are covered with sand, and quite deep pools, goudged out by the sea, are swirling around rocks where no deep pools were before. This week low tide is higher than it was last week, so rocks we could walk around then become impassable without wet legs up to the knee. Today the sun is behind cloud and there’s no need to remove layers of clothing as we walk. The light is perfect, a grey wash, slightly luminous, reflecting rocks (mylonite, chert) and clouds in the encroaching water. The chevrons are splendidly etched, and colours in the rocks vibrate, whereas last visit in blazing sun we saw only darkness, coaxed into some detail by post-processing.
This miscellany farewells Melbourne (for now) and summarises the pleasures it gave me: the Queen Victoria Markets; architecture and its details; amusing signs; nature; sculptures; food and cafes; reflections; a 20th floor apartment and its views; and, of course, trains, trams and people.
Here’s a list of things I missed this time, as I begin shaping my next visit:
1: A whole day in the Australian part of the NGV, especially its Aboriginal galleries
2: A visit to the Centre for the Moving Image
3: One or more of the street art lanes: Caledonian Lane, Union Lane, Degraves St, Centre Place, Duckboard Place, Yarra Place and AC/DC Lane
4: The arcades, early in the morning
5: The immigration museum
6: The State Theatre to see its artworks, if not a performance
8: The golden mile heritage trail
9: Dome to Dungeons tour of the State Library
10: A few stately homes
11: 19th century Carlton
Finally I have the study clear, and it's beginning to seem like a pleasant place to be, sun and light pouring in, and the faint sound of the sea. The living room? Now, that's a different story! Chaos is its title. So I escape into the morning to walk along my beach for the first time since the beginning of the year, and indulge in the soothing pastime of shell-collecting. I can't resist feather, lichen, rocky sand shelf, sand ripple and reflections in the creek either.
PS For a great whale shot click here.