Traverse
Sven March 12th, 2012
They wouldn’t have left those bits climbable if they didn’t want people to climb them. They would have buried them underground, or something. Oh.
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Air Services Drain
Sven February 23rd, 2012
I guess building residential housing on floodplain land means that there’s a need, at times, to shift a reasonable amount of water.
Inevitability
Melbourne: ANZAC
Sven February 10th, 2012
More landmarks! It’s big, it has seating, and it’s kind of open and airy. And, I hear, it’s a nice place to hide out from summer heat. Crazy Melbourne types…
Melbourne: Maze
Sven February 9th, 2012
It’s nice to get out of familiar surrounds and explore something unfamiliar, even if it’s beyond well-trodden. In Melbourne, does it get better known than Maze?
Deathstar
Sven December 4th, 2011
There are some spaces that really only exist photographically. The conjunction of lighting and composition and location can yield spectacular results that don’t necessarily reflect an experience that one can occupy in the real world. Other places carry their awe readily, and bestow it on those who visit. This is one of those paces.
The City At Night
Sven November 14th, 2011
The vertical landscape of the city has changed drastically in the last couple of years. A constant run of one-upmanship has seen ever-taller structures go up, and the Brisbane skyline has changed entirely. From above, it’s startling to realise that buildings that were once the crowning glory of the CBD are barely worthy of note, far below.
Static Decay
Sven November 14th, 2011
As the mud dries and cracks there, the atmosphere is becoming very different. The swampy mustiness is slowly giving way to a more bleak, solitary sense. This is a place of isolation.
Gentle Tide
Sven October 18th, 2011
Upstream on a high tide is an interesting place to be. That ribbon of water around your feet stretches long and winding, full of eels and bull sharks, to the river, far away. Those surges at the shore from passing ferries lose their urgency as they’re funnelled up the tunnel, and by the time they reach your legs, they’re just long, loping undulations swelling from the darkness.
