Well, Hello again. Today I thought we’d take a bit of a look at Australian paintings only. By that I mean the subject is Australian – the painter may have been born overseas. Or vice versa. The first one is The three gums, 1915-1920 by Hans Heysen who was born in Germany and arrived in Australia in 1884 aged six. He offered this painting to … Continue reading Ballarat Art Gallery #2
I went for a drive to Castlemaine so that little Miss Sparking Sunshine could liaise with her cinematographer whilst reconnoitering the site of the Oak Forest for her movie that she has to make. I have already seen an oak tree so I went looking for other stuff. What we have here dear is a Sticky Paper Daisy, or a Sticky Everlasting. They may be … Continue reading Everlasting Paper Daisy
I have no idea if the phrase “Ducks on the Pond” has a colloquial meaning outside Australia. If it does not, then I should explain that for many years women did not have much of a rôle in a shearing shed. Nowadays there are female woolclassers, roustabouts, pressers and increasingly a random shearer. But, back then, there was always a warning given if a woman … Continue reading Ducks on the Pond.
I have been reading a most fascinating book about the story of Italian Migration to the Myrtleford district of Northern Victoria. This area was for a long time a major spot for the production of tobacco. There are now no licenced tobacco producers but ten kilometres up the Ovens River Valley some of the best hops is grown. The book is not about the growing … Continue reading Yvonne and u3a.
I am going to repost some old stories at the same time as the other series just on the off chance that some of you who have already read it what a bit of variety. This is a repost of one of my earliest stories. I forget how true it was. Actually that’s not true. I do remember. The Letter. The old man found his … Continue reading The Letter – Repost.
The question was asked again; where do your stories come from? A fellow I know who is in the book trade told me my mind was like a compost bin. There’s a lot of rubbish in there that needs to be turned over and now and then something interesting comes out. Margie from Backroads et al commented on my uncle’s desire to stay alive until … Continue reading Animal Intelligence.
My latest series was difficult to write in many ways. It is possibly the fact that it was true. As I dug up the bones of long buried facts and replaced the flesh the reconstructed body was quite haunting. Anyway I told you that. But I enjoy the writing of it and so I intend to run another story with similarly lengthed episodes. Those of … Continue reading Introduction to a Robbery and Mayhem.
The young man arrived in Australia as an assisted migrant. He worked extremely hard and after three years a bride was sent out from home. Things didn’t work out well and at a critical moment he overreacted and was charged with attempting to murder his fiancée. My job as a young law clerk was to sit with him and try and find out as much … Continue reading Attempted Murder.
Andrew’s Lead Soldiers’ Collection and JFWK’s 8th most important collection of sugar cube wrappers have given me an idea for a bit of a story about collecting things. Some of you may have read about this before. Many years ago when I was a lot younger I was in the Royal Australian Army Education Corps. I had just transferred to a base in northern Victoria … Continue reading Beer cans and other stuff
Just a few shots of trees and rain to remind me what it looks like outside the lockdown walls. And now for the windfarm. Continue reading Trees and turbines et al.