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Light magic Part II: walking cliche
Oct. 30th, 2005 07:55 pm
Good real-estate with a view is a hard find in Brisbane. Some people will go to extreme lenthgs for it.
So, we were on our way home from the brewery, via Birdwood Terrace, which leads straight to the mountain. The light and sky were still utterly perfect, so I asked Alex if we could head up the mountain. As we turned onto Rouen Road the green, green grass in the old Toowoong Cemetary caught me eye, so we parked up on the hill and went for a wander.
I don't usually hang about by the gravestones, being the living, breathing, sunlight loving type, but I do find them interesting places to emplore. Cemetaries can give you a quick insight into the history of an area, as well as a great illustration of the power of nature over man-made structures. I'd only been to the Toowong cemetary once before, for a very quick look around, and with the deep blue skies, verdant lawn and city views, the day was ripe for an exploration of death. Those of you more at home with headstones might like to join me on what has to be one of the more cliched photo missions I've attempted. ( Ghost busting? )
Photo Mission 09.10.2005
Oct. 9th, 2005 02:38 pmMission Target: Tennyson Power Station
Mission Status: Failed
Tennyson Power Station from Long Pocket
Argh! Bandwith theives strike again!
Today Alex and I went to the old power station as Tennyson to have a look. I'd seen it over the river from Long Pocket and fallen in love with the decaying edifice. Built in the 1950's and closed in the early '80's, the place is due to be destroyed soon, funnily enough to build a new tennis centre to replace the one at Milton. We went to get a closer look and see if there was any contact information for getting permission to go inside and photograph the place.
We got there and wandered around outside the fence. Heading towards the river to get the better view, we found a break in the fence, and I couldn't resist ducking over to investigate. We explored around the back of the place, unseen, for at least half an hour and I took some fantastic photos. Satiated, we were heading back to the gap in the fence when we found an open door. Again, curiousity got the better of me and we crept inside. Oh what treasures! The place has largely escaped vandalism and was completely fascinating. We thought we could hear other people moving around inside but couldn't see them, so continued to try to get to the generators.
Suddenly someone is calling out "hello" and I answer. We weren't there to cause trouble, just won over by curiousity to investigate, but we'd aroused the attention of a security guard with a very vicious dog. We were busted.
All my beautiful photos had to be deleted. The site owners have ordered no photos are to be taken, though I can't understand why. The security guard sussed out pretty quickly that we weren't there to do any damage and was reasonable, though we had to give our details and the possiblity is still there that we could be prosecuted for trespass. Ubercrapness. On the good side though, she did tell me who to contact about permission to access the site, so I am going to try to get in legally and get some photos again. Very disappointed I lost my lovely images, but at least we got a decent look att he place, which was even more fascinating than I'd anticipated. Hopefully they'll let me back in.
Mission Status: Failed
Tennyson Power Station from Long Pocket
Argh! Bandwith theives strike again!
Today Alex and I went to the old power station as Tennyson to have a look. I'd seen it over the river from Long Pocket and fallen in love with the decaying edifice. Built in the 1950's and closed in the early '80's, the place is due to be destroyed soon, funnily enough to build a new tennis centre to replace the one at Milton. We went to get a closer look and see if there was any contact information for getting permission to go inside and photograph the place.
We got there and wandered around outside the fence. Heading towards the river to get the better view, we found a break in the fence, and I couldn't resist ducking over to investigate. We explored around the back of the place, unseen, for at least half an hour and I took some fantastic photos. Satiated, we were heading back to the gap in the fence when we found an open door. Again, curiousity got the better of me and we crept inside. Oh what treasures! The place has largely escaped vandalism and was completely fascinating. We thought we could hear other people moving around inside but couldn't see them, so continued to try to get to the generators.
Suddenly someone is calling out "hello" and I answer. We weren't there to cause trouble, just won over by curiousity to investigate, but we'd aroused the attention of a security guard with a very vicious dog. We were busted.
All my beautiful photos had to be deleted. The site owners have ordered no photos are to be taken, though I can't understand why. The security guard sussed out pretty quickly that we weren't there to do any damage and was reasonable, though we had to give our details and the possiblity is still there that we could be prosecuted for trespass. Ubercrapness. On the good side though, she did tell me who to contact about permission to access the site, so I am going to try to get in legally and get some photos again. Very disappointed I lost my lovely images, but at least we got a decent look att he place, which was even more fascinating than I'd anticipated. Hopefully they'll let me back in.
