By Vita Forest
Yesterday I saw
- From the train – mauve jacaranda blossoms rubbing shoulders with swathes of magenta bouganvillea blooms. The sight of it momentarily silenced the woman behind me on the train in mid-sentence.
- The headland of Barangaroo on the approach from Wynyard. Noticing how the lush terraces of Sydney trees are now obscuring the paths along the hillside.
- The splendid sight of all those beautiful clay vessels at the Clay Canoe stall at the Finders Keepers Market at Barangaroo. All those layers and lines of vases and sculptures, as if a bunch of drawings from Shaun Tan’s books had come to life and were congregating together. I mentioned this to one of the owners – apparently I was not the first to make such a comparison. They did not know Shaun Tan’s work and were going to have to look it up…
- A gorgeous gal from my class who noticed me as I stood lounging in the shade of the entrance of The Cutaway sketching the Stoop Bros’homemade, steam punk airstream trailer. Kids are always amazed to discover I don’t actually live at school…
- Sketchers perched in shadowy spaces under trees on the terraced steps on the hills of Barangaroo. After a week of crazy, unpredictable weather, it was hot and sunny.
- A family paddling barefoot in the water lapping over the sandstone slabs at Nawi Cove, Barangaroo.
- A nifty paint palette made by one of the sketching gang from a tiny fishing tackle case.
- The smiles on the faces of the Stroop brothers as we surprised them by holding up our sketches of their stall.
I chatted to one of the potter-extraordinaires from Clay Canoe as I stood admiring their wares. I explained that I was not in the market for another of their vases just at that current moment (having already bought one very recently). ‘So you just like looking at beautiful things?’ she remarked.
Indeed. Indeed I do like to look at beautiful things.