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Painted Silos by Leanne Lindsay
Out and about exploring around NSW with my camera in hand, we came across these Painted Silos at The Foundations, Portland (about 40 minutes west of Lithgow). The silos were painted in April and May 2018 by artist Guido Van Helten. The six individuals represented in the artwork are all former employees who shared their recollections of working at the Portland Cement Works and how their lives have been impacted by the industry in their town. You will see painted silos all around Australia - they make a great canvas for artists. My dream is to photograph all of them eventually.
The King – Basking in the Sun by Leanne Lindsay
Getting in nice and close to see all the detail in this majestic face. I also love the way he was resting on his paw and enjoying the sun. The King, so majestic, yet so peaceful. It was amazing to be up so close to this amazing animal. He wasn't the least bit bothered by me. He must have had a full belly. I struggle sometimes to capture the detail in a photograph so with this one, I was focusing on the detail - the way he was leaning on his paw, the way his eyes were closed so peacefully, the way the sun lit up his golden mane. Perfection!
Purple by Leanne Lindsay
I don't know what these flowers are and despite all my research, I wasn't able to find out. The shape and texture of the flowers just fascinated me. This photograph was taken in Wendy Whiteley's Secret Garden in Sydney. If you asked around, you would find that many people have heard of Wendy Whiteley’s Secret Garden, and some would have already been there and connected with it. It is not really a secret. It is actually one of the worst kept secrets in Sydney – it has been talked about on the radio, written about in the newspapers, viewed on countless web pages, featured on television, and it gets numerous visitors from all over Australia and the World. Wendy and her renowned artist husband, the late Brett Whiteley, set up their family home in Lavender Bay in 1970 and lived there together for two decades. Brett painted many of his iconic Sydney Harbour pictures in the house.
In the weeks that followed Brett’s death in 1992, Wendy’s grief-stricken need to regain some control in her life, to clean up a mess that she could clean up, found her obsessively attacking the piles of overgrown rubbish on the large land filled valley of unused railway land at the foot of her house. Wendy hurled herself into the forlorn site, hacking away at lantana, blackberry vines and privet, clearing up dumped bottles, rusty refrigerators, rotting mattresses, labouring till she was too exhausted to think or feel, then collapsing into sleep each night. Then doing the same, the next day and the next. Wendy never asked any authorities for permission, and no one told her to stop, so she kept going. It's a fascinating place to visit.