The sculptures were a magnificent achievement that will be part of the fabric and history of Broken Hill forever. But it is also the stories of the artists that captured my imagination…I can feel the longing in the outstretched neck of this bird created in stone. What a sad ending for this Tiwi Artist. Another thing I wondered about was how all these individual artists, from all over the world, heard about the symposium and came to be together at this time and in this place. I feel it may have been serendipity.
I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars. Og Mandino
I will finish with this sculpture as to me it encapsulates the spirit and camaraderie of this whole experience. Trying to capture the meaning for him of nature and interpreting it into the sandstone. The soaring eagle and then needing the help of friends to complete his vision and placing the symbolic hands into the sculpture.
But the sculpture symposium is only a part of what is a major cultural art hub there’s even more galleries than pubs in Broken Hill. So next I will show you some of these galleries, including the Broken Hill Regional Art Gallery, opened in 1904 and the oldest regional gallery in New South Wales