I have this weird relationship between law schools and richly-decorated old buildings stuck in my head.
The Law School at the University of Sydney definitely does not fit that bill. In fact, the building with the most modern design belongs to the Law School.
This building is probably the most prominent building here, next to the Latin Quad. (No, the Latin Quad is not the Harry Potter Building.) It is hard to miss a building which you can see through it.
This is an obligatory post after a visit to a World Heritage Site.
The whole atmosphere reminded me of the X-Men. Why?
In one of many plots, the X-Men found themselves in the middle of a valley secluded from civilization. I cannot remember the name of the plot anymore but I am sure the cartoon version featured that plot too.
And damn, in my head, I am hearing:
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I live a good 20 minutes worth of walking away from my campus and probably 30 minutes from my school. This is a far cry from what it used to be last year, when it was more Ann Arbor-like for me. While in Darlington, I could afford to wake up just 20 minutes before classes begin and still have some time to catch with my breath. Now I need a good 2 hours to just get ready, knowing that I rather be at the university all day long rather than spend some hours at the library or anywhere relevant, go back home for lunch or a nap and return to school to finish everything off, if it is possible. Such is the pain of living near at the end of Glebe and refusing to take the bus.
But they say no pain, no gain. The chance for photography in Darlington is limited. The short distance and the relative low amount of culture and life there in general necessarily limit the supply of what makes photography exciting.
Glebe is the opposite of Darlington. The skyline of the beautiful Sydney is always there to greet my morning. Dogs with their guardians on the pavement. Birds singing in the sky. School kids rushing for schools, or just slacking off. The shops with all sort of merry people. And of course, what is Glebe without its cafes? Oh, the independent bookstores too.
Just open your eyes and frame it. Not just frame it, live it. It is inevitable to know that each street has its own character. Each seems to invite me to explore them, promising an adventure for the day, or for the week, if only I dare. Hereford Street is one which I have explored quite considerably on foot.
I feel like I am starting to take ownership of this place. This morning, a team of four youths were soliciting for funds for Glebe right after I took this particular photo. I donated some cash and this is the only second time I have done so, so far, in 4 years.
Being a libertarian who at time harbors too much contempt for those who solicit for money, it is a big deal for me. It reflects what I care about.
Semasa budaya blog mula tersebar di Malaysia, ada satu blog yang diberi nama Kaki Cucuk Langit. Malang sekali, blog tersebut sudah tiada.
Pos kali ini ditulis bagi memperingati Kaki Cucuk Langit.
Gambar ini diambil di Moreton Bay, Queensland.
Dan ya, itu kaki saya.