Redfern Architecture Walk

Koori Radio - although the design looks complex and random, there's actually only three different "panels" which makes them easier to replace, Terrence explained.

Koori Radio – although the design looks complex and random, there’s actually only three different “panels” which makes them easier to replace, Terrence explained.

“What do you think the inside of a radio station would look like…?”, Terrence asked. We were standing on the footpath, admiring the facade of Koori Radio, as part of a tour of Sydney’s Redfern by the Architectural Association, It’s the kind of question a large group would, undoubtedly, have had a multitude of answers, based largely on what they’ve seen on television and film. The difference this time was there was no “large group” to answer the question: there was just me.

When I first turned up at Redfern Post Office, the starting point the the tour, and soon noticed there was no one else hanging around, I thought I’d made a mistake. I thought maybe I had the wrong address. I thought I’d put the wrong date in my calendar. Then I thought they might have cancelled the tour and I’d missed the email notification. But right on time, Terrence turned up, introduced himself and confirmed I was indeed the only person on the tour.

I’ve been on a few of these walking tours organised by the Architecture Association previously, including walks around Middle Cove and Surry Hills and remembered them fondly. I actually recognised Terrence from the tour of Surry Hills in 2007. That was quite a big group, as I recall, and so it was great to have something a little more personalised.

There were a few things I really liked about the tour, aside from the personalised nature of it all, and the office passion Terrence has for both architecture and the area itself. I really loved the way the tour gave me a better understanding about some of the principles underlying design in Sydney. I really loved how it opened my eyes to the types of buildings which I would otherwise see as ugly or incongruous. And I really loved the way I got to see parts of a nearby suburb I don’t otherwise usually see.

White. Minimalist. Industrial.  But in keeping with the lines/styling of a terrace house.

White. Minimalist. Industrial. But in keeping with the lines/styling of a terrace house.

“The main difference between Melbourne and Sydney architecture is the way Sydney architects try to design with context in mind”, Terrence said, as he pointed to a large white building. He talked about how the lines were in keeping with the other terrace houses. He also pointed it out in the design of the gym at the National Centre for Indigenous Excellence, a large building on a residential street, but designed so it didn’t feel so large for the pedestrians walking along side it.

“I don’t think I could live in the white house”, I told him, as he showed me photographs of the internals. Minimalist. White. There was, however, a nearby house which I quite liked the look of with a timber facade, neighbouring a small park. Not that I could afford either, as Redfern is definitely a suburb “on the way up”, and already out of the price range of most people I know.

National Centre for Indigenous Excellence - the scale of the building is minimised for the pedestrian walking along, as all you really notice is the Mondrian styling.

National Centre for Indigenous Excellence – the scale of the building is minimised for the pedestrian walking along, as all you really notice is the Mondrian styling.

We both laughed when I mentioned to Terrence the reason I couldn’t answer the radio studio design question in the way he would have otherwise expected.

It was a really enjoyable tour that was supposed to go for two hours, but which we completed in ninety minutes due to the more personalised service, and because there were no “stragglers”. These tours are regularly advertised on the Architecture Association website, and I’d recommend this one if you, like me, have a passion/interest in architecture and in Redfern.

Sculpture by the Sea

The last few times I’ve been to “Sculpture by the Sea”, I’ve found the sheer number of people visiting to be a little too much for my liking. I think it’s great so many people go to see the exhibition, I’m just not one for crowds, these days. So I decided I’d get up early this morning and head off to see the exhibition before the big crowds descended. Sue was planning to come with me, but piked at the last minute, deciding an hour or two extra in bed was preferable.

Even at seven o’clock there was already a healthy crowd of people. There were lots of photographers (possibly an organised photo walk). Add to that, every man and his dog with a smart phone seems to think these days an event never happened unless there’s a selfie to accompany it (I include myself in that). So despite the early hour, there were moments I found myself having to queue to take a photograph. On top of that, there were the glares from the Bondi locals who are used to the Bondi to Tamara trail as the site for their morning run, who you could see weren’t happy about having to share the space.

While there were no “wow” moments for me with any of the sculptures this year, I thought the standard was pretty good. I was also really pleased to see a lot of more traditional sculptures (humans) compared with the more abstract works which have dominated in the last few years.

Sydney Festival Launch

Sydney Festival Launch

Sydney Festival Launch

Sydney Festival Launch

I haven’t really done much with the Sydney Festival over the last few years. I haven’t really been inspired by the programming since the days of Fergus Linehan. I really loved the way he tried to make the festival more accessible with events like Festival First Night. Soon afterwards, I kinda felt Sydney Festival had reverted to form : to being a more traditional arts festival.

There’s elements of both in this year’s program from what I can see. I love seeing the emphasis being placed on Parramatta this year, and the idea of Tex Perkins singing Fulsom Prison Blues at Parramatta Gaol is inspiring. I’m also really pleased James Thierree is back, having previously seen his production Bright Abyss a few years ago. I really like that European illusionist stuff of both him and Phillipe Genty.

Having enjoyed the launch, I’ll spend the next few days going through the program, and might even indulge myself this year with a few days of leave to really soak it up.

Makeup at Myer

Men and Women

“Do you mind if we call in to Myer? A girlfriend told me about some great new mascara and lipstick from Clarins”, my friend asked as we made our way through the city this afternoon.

As I stood and watched, I listened to the conversation between the two women. “It doesn’t run and all you need to do is rinse with warm water…” the assistant told my friend. “What about tears? They’re warm water, aren’t they?”, I interjected. The looks on the faces of both my friend and the shop assistant clearly told me I was out of my depth in this conversation.

It was then I looked down and saw cotton buds, presumably used in the application and or removal of makeup. “I could really clean my ears out with those”, I thought to myself. It was then I realised the difference between men and women.

Day Trip to Parramatta

As we made our way into the park hosting Parramasala (the arts festival at Parramatta in Sydney “that celebrates the global impact of asian arts and cultures”) an older couple with European accents approached us. “Is there anywhere nearby where we can just get a nice sandwich?”, they asked us, almost in desperdation. Perhaps we were wrong to assume, but we later laughed about this, concluding they might have found the food on sale in the park a little “challenging”.

We had come to the park to see a poetry slam. My own connection with poetry slams goes back to 2008, when working for 702 ABC Sydney, I was the executive producer for radio of the National Poetry Slam at the Sydney Opera House. The event was also shown on ABC-TV and was co-hosted by Andrew Daddo (then the 702 Evening Show presenter) and Miles Merrill, who pretty much brought the poetry slam genre to Australia. The winner that night was a bloke called Omar Musa, who has since gone on to fame and success with a book earlier this year that both sold well and was received well by the critics.

Both were at today’s poetry slam. The slam and the poetry was interesting enough, though slightly challenging for us since half the poems were performed in Hindi. It made it a little hard to judge which were good and which weren’t, aside from making judgements about musicality and performance.

Still, it was a fun thing to do, and we caught the ferry back which is a lovely trip.

Love Dem Apples

Discovered a new shop on my morning walk around Surry Hills, this morning. “Love dem Apples” sells what appears to be “gourmet” toffee apples. Very tempting, though possibly a little too early in the day.

The Friendly Bus Driver

Not the actual bus.

Not the actual bus.

Have just sent the following note to Sydney Buses…

I know you get lots of complaints. Previously I’ve complained about drivers who fail to stop. But today, I’d like to pass on a compliment about the driver of the 393 route, bus 4873 which just brought me home from Railway Square. He greeted everyone with a smile and a “how are you”, and as people got off he wished them well. You could “feel” the impact it had on passengers to be welcomed on a bus. So, a big thumbs up to the driver, and I hope he does well and continues to maintain his positive energy.

Hoping you might encounter this driver on your next Sydney bus trip