It looks as if something exploded here in the salty shallows just off Torrens Island One large mangrove might be to blame or possibly the outcome. It is curious to note the perimeter of benthic disturbance encircling the entire group. Perhaps it is indeed the fallout of the large mangrove; wind, waves and tide doing […]
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I often come here on the way home from my day occupation. Perhaps not so often in these short winter days when I seem to leave and return during the in-between light of twilight. The little tidal creeks of Torrens Island in the last rays of sunset always make be feel like I have stepped […]
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What Australian artist would be so bold as to use his very own Rolls Royce as the canvas for images of the mines of Broken Hill? There was no airbrush or spray booth used here. Just a talented artist and his brush. Thank you for the sacrilege Pro Hart, … we miss you.
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At a glance I could easily imagine some old civic timepiece adorning the municipal building of some sleepy Austrian village, a little after 9am on a chilly but sunny winter morning. How easy it is to imagine seeing something completely different when presented with an inaccessible perspective. In this view, the Point Lowly Lighthouse, an […]
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What could be more appealing to a dirt bike rider than a pristine layer of salt left from evaporation. Like like fresh powder ripped to shreds by a back country skier, that veneer of salt never stood a chance as witnessed by the artistic aftermath.
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