Not to put too fine a point on it, though this week, we challenge you to show us what “angular” means to you.
These are just a few samples I found that I think portrays this theme. Check more angles here.
Not to put too fine a point on it, though this week, we challenge you to show us what “angular” means to you.
These are just a few samples I found that I think portrays this theme. Check more angles here.
It is almost 6 years since I spent a winter on the Goldcoast, so that means I have missed the “Winter Sun Festival” one of the most colourful festivals on the Goldcoast, held the first weekend in June every year . It is now called “Cooly Rocks On Festival“
It is a real nostalgia trip back to the 50′s and 60′s. The rock n roll era, days of the huge, extravagant American cars, Elvis Presley was King and the skirts and hair styles were big and bouffant.
It is all here, the music, rock n rolling in the street and the cars, hundreds of them. A rev heads paradise.
Let’s go cruising…
To finish and put you in the mood here is a short video I took at the 2009 festival. Watch that cool old guy, he’s really rockin it…
Today it is drizzling. OK that is not going to get down and dirty into the soil, but oh how much the plants love that soft refreshing moisture.
Look at them, they are smiling as they lift their faces to the heavens.
It is a pleasure to wander around the garden and share the beauty of nature.
I am going to see what has changed around this place I call home.
I have been away almost 9 months, so this morning I will walk the streets of my stamping ground.
I live in a small street, only 14 houses and in that time 3 houses have changed hands and 2 are having a major make over.
But the dog park at the end of the street is still the same.
At this time of the morning it is deserted, notice how brown the grass is. We desperately need a good rain, then it will all spring back to life.
In the late afternoon it is busy. People bring their dogs and children for some social interaction.
Over the far side there is a fenced off playing area, a basketball hoop and those piles of dirt are a mountain bike track. The trees behind the park are the Burleigh Knoll conservation area.
But back to the morning walk. Let’s take a pleasant stroll around the conservation park.
This area is small, only about 5 acres but the track wanders around and, apart from the traffic noise, it feels as though you are in a world of your own.
Pelican Lake is across the road, part of the extensive canal and lake system of the Goldcoast. Occasionally pelicans can be seen cruising around, but not today.
Round the corner and into the semi-industrial area and now I see the changing face of this area.
Down a lane behind one of the businesses I spot some interesting looking graffiti.
Or could it be Street Art? The owner had commissioned this, but I have no idea what it says.
( I have to admit I played around with this and enhanced it to bring out the colours)
Then I see that the café culture has moved into this area.
Small, almost hole in the wall coffee shop. I love the rough, workman like tables and the corrugated iron sheets on the walls. Gives a semi-industrial, pop-up feel. Next door the theme is the same but it is a bridal boutique.
The enticing aroma of coffee is drifting along this street, now include the rustic, mouth watering smell of bacon and I just have to go into the next café. Come on let’s see what is on the menu.
The Chef is very busy. The eggs are free-range, the sour dough bread is baked on site. Look how the meal is served. Notice the boiled eggs in the egg carton! Bacon, scrambled eggs and herbs in a cardboard box. All very trendy and down market.
I order mushroom, cheese and a fried egg on a sourdough bun with home made tomatoe chutney and served on a bed of rocket in a cardboard box. The mushroom was the size of the bun and the perfectly cooked yolk of the egg oozed out on to the mushroom when I cut into it. The coffee was locally sourced organic beans freshly ground as you ordered. I was in foodie heaven.
Things certainly have changed. This is a back street and I only found it by accident when I went for a morning walk. Originally this was a run-down, rather dilapidated old house. Just look what they have done with it now. The Paddock is well named, it has a rural feel in the middle of town and I felt totally relaxed, and a little bit guilty, as I ate my breakfast, I hadn’t intended to eat out.
Jack will be wondering where I have got to, so I complete the circuit home via Christine Avenue, one of the main streets of the area and back past the dog park home.
Later I went back to Pelican Lake just as the sun set for another photo session.
“Restless Jo” organises a cyber walking group and I love to go along and see where every one is taking us. Maybe you would like to join in.
Having friends stay for a few days is an ideal opportunity to show them the “green behind the gold” as the marketing people call the mountains inland from the Goldcoast.
It is only a 20 minute drive along the motorway to the turn-off. Then it is a steady climb 1000 metres to Springbrook Mountain plateau.
It is misty and a slight drizzle shrouds the view, but if you squint you can just make out the hi-rises of Surfers Paradise. This is a land far removed from the glitz and glamour of the Goldcoast. Now we are entering a land of ancient forests and waterfalls cascading over steep precipices. Springbrook is part of the Gondwana Rainforest and is a World Heritage Area.
Can you see the falls? Look very carefully at that black stain and you will see a tiny trickle of water coming over the top of the cliff. It has been a very dry spring.
The last time I visited this area was in March 2013 just after the big Queensland floods.
What a difference…
Just at the entrance to the Purlingbrook falls walkway, appropriately called Dancing Waters Café. So after walking to the falls and back we went in for lunch.
“The café has gained the reputation of providing the best coffee on the Mountain. Only good quality coffee beans are used to grind freshly as required. After 5 years of using Gian Carlo coffee Anastasia now uses BUN coffee from Byron Bay.Famous for good quality home cooking, the café provides delicious cakes such carrot cake, indulgent chocolate cake, vegan apple and berry crumble , gluten free upside down cake, varieties of which include peach and ginger, pear, apricot and cinnamon , served with cream or Ice cream. Scones with Jam and Cream . Tofu Burgers, Felafel 2 ways as a wrap or salad . Specials change weekly.”It lived up to it’s expectations and 2 extra locals came and joined us…So much to see, the road is only 11 kilometres to the end. But the local Springbrook community hall is just down the road from the café, and it is a work of art. So out came the cameras and I thought of Dawn at “Lingering Look at Windows” she encourages us to show any windows we find and share them with her window searching community. So these are for you Dawn…
Next stop is into the Old School Road.
The school opened in 1911, but now it is a mini museum about the flora and fauna in the area. The tree stump is a reminder of the huge trees that once grew here. The land was cleared for farming and not many trees were left. (More windows Dawn)
The Best of All Lookout is at the end of the road and it is a 30 minute walk along a track lined with moss laden relics of the last ice age.
The temperature has dropped considerably in this part of the forest. The wind is swirling through the branches and the moss is dripping with moisture. It is very “Lord of the Rings” atmosphere and I look around for Hobbits. THEN rounding a corner we come face to face with these gnarly old giants.
These magnificent specimens are approximately 2000 years old. I stand and gaze in awe at them.
There are many longer walks in the area, but now it is time for us to head home.
As we head down the mountain there are glimpses of the dairy farming land on the lower slopes. Going a different way home we pass through the Numinbah Valley and stop in our tracks at the community hall when we see this…
“Come in” she calls. They are having a Halloween Party and cent auction. But they are just setting up the hall and it is not due to start for another couple of hours. So we decide to keep moving on. But then we see this round the back of the hall.
2 Beautiful Percheron horses pulling a cart and giving a ride around the paddock for a gold coin donation. It is all in aid of raising money for the local school.
The horses seem to be saying “come on, have a ride” So we did. I love how small communities get together and make their own entertainment. Approximately 300 people live here.
We’ll have to hurry now as it is almost dusk and there is one more place I want to take our friends to.
It dusk by the time we walk around the Numinbah Valley track, gazing up at the tall fig trees and following the stream as it trickles along over the rocks. Till suddenly it disappears underground.
Walking carefully around the track and down some steps the river can now be seen as it joins an underground river. It is only a trickle today, but it is an amazing site in full flood.
As darkness falls we decide to put the GPS on. My eye site is not good in the dark and the roads around here have been changed to accommodate a new stretch of motorway and I didn’t know were the new road started. BIG mistake as we realize the rental car’s GPS is out of date and it takes us on a merry ride up hill and down dale into areas unknown. It didn’t know the new motorway existed…
It did look a very scenic drive, what we could see in the head lights (memo to myself, must come here again in the daytime)
Just arrived in Burleigh Heads in time to catch the fish and chip shop before it closed…
It is spring in Australia, the garden is thriving. The heat of summer is still around the corner but at the moment nature is revelling in the warm, gentle temperatures and all round my garden the flowers are showing their appreciation with a vivid tropical splash of colour.
I love to walk around early in the morning and welcome the new growth.
Come with me and I will introduce the beauty of tropical Queensland.
Winter has been kind this year, quite cold for this area, down to approx. 8-10 deg at night, but there has been a reasonable amount of rain. Unusual as winter is normally the dry season. It shows in the lush green foliage and this paperbark tree has never flowered so well.
Below are the fish ponds created, by Jack, from 3 old bathtubs.
The bees are gorging themselves on the nectar. Can you see one coming into land?
When we arrived back home, after 8 months travelling around Australia and house sitting, I planted some herbs and lettuce seedlings in pots. In front of the ponds is a lovely sheltered and sunny position and now 3 weeks later they are almost ready to use.
The Star Jasmine is in full flower and the scent wafts delicately around you as you pass this section of the garden.
Walk along to the other corner of the back garden and there is another pond.
This is the sunny corner of the garden and we have a raised bed full of plants grown from cuttings put in by my friend June, who looks after the garden while we are away.
Round the side of the house and through the gate hidden under the shrubs and into the front garden
A rustic brick path meanders through the back of a wide border and past the compost bins.
Can you see the bench? Jack made it from all old recycled bits and pieces he found at the rubbish tip. It is wide enough to have a lay down if you are tired. But today we will just pause to take in the view.
I put folk art around the outside and across the top it says
“Sit and rest a while for the joy of life to catch up with you”
The house nestles among the trees and shrubs, so now let’s walk around the other side of this border. Past that other seat.
The road is just in front of these beds but the shrubs hide it.
A selection of some of the things flowering at the moment.
Finally walk past the front of the house and along the drive.
Look what Jack found.
This walk is inspired by Jo over on “Restless Jo” she takes us on lovely walks each Monday and has formed a cyber walking group of people from around the world who will show you some of their favourite places to walk. Why don’t you join them?
Margaret Olley was small and birdlike in stature but she was a giant in the art world. Her paintings of still life’s and interiors vibrated and glowed with warmth. Standing in front of them I could feel the atmosphere of a well-loved room.
In July 2011 she died at the age of 88 in her home in Sydney surrounded by her beloved art work and all her belongings. Painting to the very end she had just finished the last painting for another exhibition.
Australia lost a treasured artist.
In her will she left her house and ALL her possessions to the Tweed Valley Art Gallery. Margaret loved this beautiful area where she was born and grew up.
The Gallery decided to recreate the house inside the gallery, it has been a mammoth project. Firstly a new wing had to be built and rooms the exact shape and size of the Sydney house constructed inside the new wing.
But that was straight forward compared with the next task. Recreating the inside of the house and studio that Margaret called home. She was a collector, a hoarder and never threw anything away. Everywhere, on shelves, tables, the floor, she left the remains of the objects that had been subjects for her still life paintings. Dead flowers wilted in vases, colourful artificial flowers clustered among baskets of rotting fruit, ornaments picked up from op shops, tubes of paint, old paint brushes in recycled tins, canvasses and books stacked on the floor. It was cluttered splendour of a life’s dedication to art.
Every single item had to be catalogued, then a photo record taken of the position of ALL these “things” right down to the cigarette in the ashtray. Next the packing and transporting to the Tweed Gallery. That was just the start, now the challenge was to recreate the inside of the house exactly, lovingly and carefully.
3 years later in February 2014 the task was completed.
Now I am back home we drove, with anticipation and two friends, to see this memorial wing to the art and times of Margaret Olley.
What an amazing experience to be transported into the world of this exceptional artist.
The original windows and doors added authenticity as I peered into this cluttered space. Classical music flowed from an old transistor radio perched among the tubes of paint.
Look around, note all the “things”, over 20000 of them, that had been taken, piece by piece, photographed in place, then returned to the same spot to recreate this home that is redolent with the essence of a great and eccentric person who lived, breathed and created superb art works in this space. She said “this is my home, but first and foremost it is my studio”
In the bottom photo look carefully and you will see the small round table with a light over it. That is where Margaret would sit with her Masonite canvas balanced on her knee, resting on the table and that is how she painted.
The kitchen is small, almost a cubby hole, but many dinners were created here in the past, she was a good and creative cook, but in later years she lost interest in cooking and visitors would bring their own food.
Follow round to the next window and there is the yellow room that features in so many of the paintings
Being a triptych it is also the largest she painted. Notice how very closely it resembles the yellow room in the photo above, that is how it was when she died.
A 45 minute free gallery tour, with a very knowledgeable guide, highlighted the many unique aspects of the items on show, including stories and anecdotes from Margaret Olley’s rich and passionate life.
Now it was time for lunch. The café/restaurant has been enlarged and the views are superb from all the decks. The food matched the overall excellent standard of this world-class art gallery. Prawns in tempura batter and a light noodle and cucumber salad for me and Samosa in a crisp, light filo pastry and green salad for Jack.
The gallery had a number of other exhibits showing, all so different, but all needing time to study the techniques from realistic paintings of flora and fauna of this Tweed Valley Caldera area
oil on canvas
to fascinating lino cuts featuring almost full size portraits of Captain Cook. The detail was unbelievable. I have tried very basic lino cuts at school as a 12/13-year-old and could understand how many hours of careful dedicated work had been put into these art works.
“Rew Hanks is a Sydney based printmaker whose intricate linocuts are a combination of dry wit, satire and hard hitting imagery which engage social, political and environmental issues. His narratives are amongst the most complex and challenging in contemporary Australian printmaking.”
A collection of art work from children aged 5 to 12 with the brief to depict how they saw life in 500 years time. Very interesting interpretations.
In complete contrast another room held a rather sombre and macabre selection of print works that were the collaboration between artist, writer and print maker.
“The works were created collaboratively in response to a fascinating story that Jones heard at a writer’s festival. The historic narrative described mass suicides by the members of Balinese royal houses, prompted by the arrival of Dutch ships on the horizon. “Seeing the end of the world as they had known it had apparently driven hundreds of people to walk en masse into the seas, and drown”, Jones writes.”
Finally I will leave Jack to describe his favourite part of the gallery. It was another very unique display and Jack joined in with the hands on interactive fun. Go over and see what he got up to.
This is a one of the best art galleries, outside the main cities, that we have visited and I would urge any one coming to this Goldcoast area to seek it out. It is not easy to find being tucked away behind the charming small town of Murwillumbah, but the drive to find it is worth the trouble, and can be even more of an adventure if you get lost, as all the scenery and villages around this Tweed Valley area are delightful.
This is my street and that hi-rise is on the beach front, just one kilometre away. So join me as I hop on my bike to go down to the beach for my morning walk. Bring water, put on sunscreen and a hat it is hot and sunny.
Today is a special day as it is the last Sunday of the month and that is the art and craft markets on the beach front.
Only a 5 minute ride (10 minutes if you walk) and now I tie the bike up. The beach is just the other side of the bushes, from here we will head south, next time we will go north.
I think I will wander around these markets, it is mostly local art and craft. I have never seen any Chinese or imported products here, great place to shop for gifts or Christmas presents. Be warned this could add an hour or more to the walk…
It’s a great venue under the shady Norfolk Pines and next to the beach catching all the sea breezes. They are very welcome as it is going to be hot day today.
That is my cup of iced tea waiting while I take a photo. It was delicious.
Still lots to see.
This group of Hare Krishnas passed by chanting and playing their instruments. Times have changed as a few years back they would all be in their orange cloaks with shaved heads…
This is Burleigh Beach, my local beach. It is very hot today and what better way to cool down, but you must swim between the flags as there can be very strong rips along this coast. Notice the surf life savers in their orange and yellow jackets.
That hill in the background is Burleigh Heads National Park and that’s where we will be walking round.
The surf rescue boat and team are ready for any emergencies, and the sea is very choppy today.
This is the surf club building, a great place to have a meal upstairs right on the water front. Downstairs you can have a coffee and a snack.
Further along is my favourite coffee hole in the wall. I think she has recognized me!
Notice all the seagulls on the scrounge?
This is the entrance to the National Park.
The tracks go round the hill in a figure of 8. The right hand track goes up the hill and is STEEP with lots of steps, quite a challenge. The left hand one goes round the bottom of the hill along the ocean. I am not very fit at the moment so we will go along the low track.
This gate is padlocked if the track is dangerous. You’ll see the rocks soon.
The day we arrived home a fire broke out on the hill and these gates were locked for a few days. I am interested to see how much damage was done.
Queensland Parks and Wildlife Service senior ranger Henry Waterman said about three quarters of the sloping headland had been burnt.( go to this link to see dramatic photos of the blaze)
How did these Pandanus survive?
The report was that three-quarter of the Park burnt, but in fact it was only a small section of the grass land, the bush was not effected.
These are the rocks that caused the concern. They have been like this the 16 years we have lived here and probably very much longer.
Between 20 and 23 million years ago, molten lava from numerous eruptions in this area spread in all directions, some flows reaching the present coastline at Burleigh headland. Slow cooling of the thick lava resulted in shrinkage and cracking into six-sided columns. Many slid and rolled to the water’s edge.
So let’s quickly and safely move on.
The 6 sided basalt columns line the track.
Round the other side of the hill we look over to the mouth of the Tallebudgera River. Beyond is Palm Beach and down to Coolangatta and over the border into New South Wales. The wind is whipping up the foam today. No surfers out here in these conditions.
Further along the river bank it is calmer. That bridge is the Goldcoast Highway, the major road south.
On the other side of the river is another surf club, they certainly have the best beach front positions.
This is the intersection of the 2 tracks, to go right it will be all up hill, straight ahead takes you to the Highway. I am feeling quite hot and so I think I will go back the way I came and leave the hill climb for another cooler day.
There’s the iconic hi-rise outline of Surfers Paradise on the horizon.
I think I will stop for a coffee and ice-cream at that little kiosk.
Hope you enjoyed your walk in the sun.
After nearly 8 months roaming around New Zealand and Australia. Visiting family and friends and house sitting in 3 different locations it is good to be home and getting back into rediscovering the things I like to do.
One of my favourites is going to the local Saturday Farmer’s Market.
when Ailsa gave us NUMBERS as the “travel theme” this week I grabbed my camera as I hopped on my bike to restock the fridge and pantry with the freshest produce around.
Numbers were everywhere.
That is a very good price for an armful of sunshine. But difficult to carry home on the bike, especially as today is hot and sunny but also windy.
Here they are at $2-50 per kg. I consider bananas a staple and we have one every day with cereal for breakfast.
There are other things you can find at this market. So after putting my fruit and vegetable purchases into my saddlebags I just love wandering around taking in the vibes and atmosphere.
Only 3 kilometres along the coast from Trial Bay gaol is the charming little seaside town of South West Rocks. Our friends put it as a “must see” and recommended we definitely should visit it.
After the walk to the lighthouse and being immersed in gaol life all morning the time had flown round to 3-30pm, coffee time. First priority was to find some where open. A local bakery is always a good choice. We made it just as they were closing but they made a good coffee and we chose one of their home-made meat pies to sustain us.
I think we must’ve been all “photo’d” out. Do you ever get like that? As walking around the small shopping area we just looked and didn’t take any photos. Then I spotted some windows and had to snap them. So here are a few window photos.
I rather like this colour combination.
Then we walked round the corner and down to the beach. This apartment block was all windows.
When we turned round it was just WOW what a view they have.
With views like this my photography mojo was turned back on.
I tried to catch that magical effect of the sun sparkling like diamonds on the ocean. I vaguely remember reading some where that there is a special expression used to describe this and it has a calming effect on the mind. Can any one out there tell me what it is?
It was a beautiful moment watching the swimmers enjoying the ocean.
So ends another interesting day, not many more days before we will be heading home to the Goldcoast.
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