Arty ants build a nest beneath a fallen branch. Sculpture by nature.
A shadow is misshapen reality. Elongated or shortened by the angle of the sun, familiar objects appear distorted, muted, hidden. As the sun shifts, so does the shadow, and we see the world anew. Perhaps the colours are brighter than we remember or, lit from a different angle, we see the…
Many years ago on a visit to Canberra, I happened across an exhibition of Harold Cazneaux’s photography.