Water Daubes make a Double Take

In what seems like a short lesson in Impressionism, the Water Wall, constant distorter of both the in and out sides, seems to convert St Kilda Road into something Gerhardt Richter-esque. The wall, devoid of reflections seems the natural antidote for the glass selfie.

UFO-esque in the Ensuite

This luminous apparition was, and might still be, floating and focssing itself in the ensuite of the discretely elegant Lyall Hotel in South Yarra.  It wasn't listed in the amenities guide, perhaps they might include a sentence, 'View our singularly lovely play of light, a conflux bought to you by the shaving mirror and the sun.'

Road, Ride, Roam -Wheat pastes Win the Day

 Three near poster sized black and whites, morphing into a black wall in Prahran, immortalise the lone rider, then re-contextualising the cyclist as breakaway man versus car highway hero, and then, urbane commuter. There was something more than appealing in this grainy, near elegiac set, that seems to take the wheat paste into the realm of mirrors and hyperbole. The tag inset, takes a quasi kind of punt on things satirically self-referential, or maybe just comments on ubiquity,

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Achoo and The Mailing Chute - Two Takes on the Post Box

 These are the belle lettres of letter boxes, both purely decorative and amusing . the lovely metalwork chute can be found by those with an eye for detail on the ground floor of  the Nicholson's Building Catherine Arcade, at Number 37 Swanston Street, Melbourne, on the way upstairs to visit the intensely poetic Collective Works Bookshop.

The poor paper box below, with a fit of the Achoo's was found on Brunswick Street. Already a little weathered, I suspect with this cold, it won't outlast the winter.

The World is My Oyster Mushroom

 A riot of frilled edges, a fairy cornucopia of cups - this set of stairs becomes the scene for sway of oyster mushrooms.  It is as if the underground labyrinth of fungi could no longer be kept down and this sudden set of brown and white oyster mushrooms  had to burst out along the path down to Chowder Bay. They whisper breakfast, saute,  steak and co, but hey, perhaps they are better left to their own devices?

Happy Phoenix versus Green Dragon

If a certain symmetry, perhaps a ying-yangish complementarity fosters success, or a least longevity this pair of Chinese restaurants on Malvern Road, Prahran might be a case in point. A little way off the Chapel Street bustle, these resolutely unreformed facades, suggest that the Phoenix and the Dragon might persist by the same culinary upper hand. Or it could be they have a cult following in the housing commission high-rise virtually opposite them. As some things better remain a mystery I will not say anything other than the early hour prevented me from dining in both of these fine establishments.

Gingkio biloba sneaks in

How did I overlook this funny pairing, the gingko pattern around the edge of the manhole and that single, senescent gingko leaf snicking into the frame?  Tokyo in December, where even the downcast eye is rewarded.