📷 Micro.blog March photo challenge, day 13: “connection”

At work I’m into connecting people and places. A project I’m proud of is the Greater Sydney Green Grid.

An outdoor sign describing the Sydney Green Grid, with a map of connected parks and open spaces.

📷 Micro.blog March photo challenge, day 12: “shiny”

It’s often very bright at my local surf beach. Sometimes makes me think I’m not wearing sunglasses.

The morning sun reflects on the ocean, viewed through the pillars of Maroubra surf lifesaving club.

📷 Micro.blog March photo challenge, day 11: “gimcrack”

The very opposite of gimcrack: a Genroku (1688-1704) period plate from Kyushu Japan, displayed in the National Gallery of Victoria, in Melbourne. I spotted six birds hiding in this design. Are there any more?

A large antique Japanese plate on gallery display. The design includes flowers, birds and clouds.

📷 Micro.blog March photo challenge, day 10: “ritual”

My daughter goes surfing almost every day. She’s gradually accumulating more boards.

An open car trunk, barely containing three surfboards.

📷 Micro.blog March photo challenge, day 9: “together”
Spotted during my regular bike ride: birds of a feather.

A flotilla of Flying Eleven sailing dinghies, white sails raised, cluster around a sailing club

Micro.blog March Photo Challenge Week 2 Preview

Just thought I’d provide a preview1 of week 2 of the photoblog challenge.

Week 2 prompts: 🗓

We can use a few more suggestions! 💡 Email 1-3 to jean@micro.blog.


  1. OK, day 8 has already been posted. ↩︎

📷 Micro.blog March photo challenge, day 8: ‘Walk’

Exploring the mangrove walkway at Buffalo Creek with my friend S. Walking around Sydney is amazing and with advocacy it can become even better. Meanwhile, here’s a trail map.

Rear view of a man walking through a mangrove forest along a wooden boardwalk that snakes into the distance.

📷 Micro.blog March photo challenge, day 7: ‘Whole’

The leaves of my Swiss cheese plant, Monstera deliciosa, are whole, holes and all. Makes me wonder if this is factored in when we talk about becoming a whole person.

A large, green monstera leaf with natural holes is surrounded by other foliage.

📷 Micro.blog March Photo Challenge, day 6 “Engineering”.
This time last year we were enjoying the Adelaide Fringe Festival, the Writers Festival and the wonderful Botanic Gardens. Maybe next year we’ll get there again 🤞

Viewed from below, the roof-dome of the Palm House at Adelaide Botanic Gardens

You don't build art, you grow it

Finished reading: Dancing with the Gods by Kent Nerburn 📚

This book is advice on the artistic life from an experienced sculptor and writer. I found one section particularly striking. It contrasted two approaches to making art: that of the architect and that of the gardener.

“The architect designs and builds; he [sic] knows the desired outcome before he begins. The gardener plants and cultivates, trusting the sun and weather and the vagaries of change to bring forth a bloom. As artists we must learn to be gardeners, not architects. We must seek to cultivate our art, not construct it, giving up our preconceptions and presuppositions to embrace accident and mystery. Let moments of darkness become the seedbed of growth, not occasions of fear.”

I remembered these words while visiting the new exhibition spaces at the Art Gallery of New South Wales in Sydney. It’s hard to imagine an artwork that could have more clearly illustrated the cultivation approach to art that Nerburn wrote of.

In a huge, mysterious, and very dark underground space called The Tank, Argentinian sculptor Adrián Villar Rojas was exhibiting a series of extraordinary sculptures entitled The End of Imagination. These pieces, apparently four years in the making, seemed really ancient, but of the deep future, organic, not constructed, more biological than artificial, and they appeared to be growing there in the darkness.

Rojas undertook an exhaustive computer simulation of deep-time environmental processes in imagined extraterrestrial contexts, to shape and weather each piece, prior to creating their physical representation. So the outcome was not so much sculpted as weathered and sedimented into existence - yet not by any kind of earthly processes.

A large sculpture in the Adrian Villar Rojas exhibition entitled The End of Imagination, in the Tank at the Art Gallery of New South Wales. The sculpture is partially lit, while the rest of the gallery is dark.

Earlier thoughts on Dancing with the Gods.