It is with mounting anticipation that I am looking forward to flying to New Zealand to spend 4 weeks visiting family and friends over there. I think of New Zealand as my spiritual home and it is 2 years since we last visited.
I already have the important part of the preparation in place having found, 3 weeks ago, a lovely couple on the “house carers” website to come in and house sit for us. After house sitting ourselves it was exciting to be on the other side, advertising and then meeting Thelma and Alan. They retired 18 years ago and have, since then, been house sitting all over Australia. They have some great stories to tell and comparing house sitting experiences, I feel we are going to become good friends. Now the house and garden are in competent hands I relaxed. But time whizzed by and suddenly it is only 2 weeks before departure date. Time to gather the necessary documents. Print out the plane tickets, check the New Zealand bank account, gather the passports.
Then, shock horror, Jack’s passport expires in 6 weeks….
But all is not lost. After contacting the passport office we are told a priority passport can be issued in 2-3 working days. But it will cost an extra $200 on top of the passport fee. Plus a train trip to Brisbane.
Next day it is an early start to go to Brisbane. It is hot, 35C (95F) and the passport office is not easy to find. Following directions we end up in front of a coffee shop. Wandering around asking passers-by, even a courier delivery person, still no joy. Finally a friendly trio of business men come to our aid and consult their phones, then actually take us to the coffee shop!!! But looking closer there is a door behind the shop leading to a lift with a small sign saying “passport office” 17th floor. Finally, mission accomplished.
Now we can have lunch then go to the Brisbane art gallery to indulge in our love of art.
As I wander through the various galleries one word pops into my mind.
Yes the “Len’s-Artist photo challenge” is at work on my conscience again. So here is a random selection of what I noticed. These tiny houses had a spotlight on them that slowly dimmed turning from day to night.
In this room these shapes swooped around the walls and a sighing whispering sound track filled the air. I thought they were sperms. When I read the caption of the installation I was totally wrong. What do you think they are?
Almost 2000 sculptures evoking birds in flight, knowledge and new ideas circling above our heads. A soundscape of wind, breathing, bird calls and indigenous language animates the space
But again it was the shadows that intrigued me.These sumptuous, huge velvet looking wall hangings had interesting geometric shadows below them. I felt like touching and stroking them. But again, what a surprise when I went closer.They are made of thousands of shiny metal pins of various sizes. What a monumental work of art and I did not feel like stroking them now, but I was in awe of the time and patience needed to create them.
These thousands of tiny figures I found rather disturbing with their blank expressions and child-like modelling and of course each had a shadow.
But we had been here over 4 hours and feeling a bit weary it was time to catch the train home. It was almost 5pm and the buses were pouring into the depot to take the workers home.One last shadow caught my eye as we arrived at the train station.
This is my take #2 on the “Len’s-Artist photo challenge”. I would also like to join Cathy”s community at “Wander Essence”. She invites us to tell her about our anticipation and preparation for trips we are going on.