Suzanne's mother's family came from Tasmania and her sister and husband had purchased a property in Tunbridge, in the Midlands. So we decided to have a week's holiday in Tasmania. I'd never bee, even though the tourist pictures that I'd seen reminded me of the South Island of New Zealand. Tasmania, like the South Island, was an iconic wilderness destination in the global tourism market.
This abstract of the wall of a shed was made at Fingal on the Esk Highway whilst we were on our way back to Launceston from St Helens. It's a cliche of minimalism that avoids the art photography tendency to use the "snapshot aesthetic" with a ironic wit at loose in the phenomenal world to achieve the accidental effects of the unthinking snapped camera image (eg., the headless grandma, off lighting, poor focus, blurred images, awkward poses, harsh shadow etc ) made with a point and shoot camera.
In contrast, Adelaide in the era of the global market, was becoming a city of empty shops, throw away food, angry posters and homeless people sleeping out in the parklands rather than a tourist Mecca.