On my way to the Gallery I walked past the Captain Arthur Philip fountain in the Botanic Gardens (just opposite the State Library). What an icon of imperialism that is with its grandiose European Gods (Neptune, God of the Ocean for example), superimposed above the diminutive images of Aboriginal spear fishermen.
Incidentally, for those of you doing 19th Century Literature, this fountain is built on the exact spot where the famous "Palace" was built in the Botanic Gardens in the last decades of the 19thC for an international exhibition. This was the time of the construction of the Eiffel Tower in Paris... the world was on tiptoe to see what 19thC technology could achieve. Sadly, the Sydney "Palace" burnt down within a few years of its construction... and there are some amazing images to show this event.
But I haven't spent all my time wallowing in literature and art. I have been doing some fantastic bushwalking around near where I live... and yesterday I spent the day in the bush with my son and my two grandsons who were dead keen to try out their new rock-climbing boots on some real Sydney sandstone.... see you all this week!