Expression of Interest for Public Art in Ballina
Ballina Shire Council invites suitability experienced artists to submit an Expression of Interest (EOI) for public artwork concepts for two new Ballina CBD traffic roundabout sites.
Two sites have been identified for this exciting public art opportunity. Site 1 is the traffic roundabout at the intersection of Cherry and Tamar Streets. Site 2 is the traffic roundabout on Fawcett and Moon Streets. Artists are invited to submit concepts for one or both of the identified sites.
Concepts are sought for artworks that consider the cultural, site specific and thematic considerations of the Ballina Township and its community. This EOI is the first stage of a three stage process. A shortlist of artists from Stage 1 will be invited to progress to Stage 2. At this stage only preliminary concept proposals are required and no fees will be paid to artists for submitting an expression of interest.
Deadline for submission of Expressions of Interest is COB Monday 2 May 2016.
Duke Albada - Trip Blog 5
Trip Blog 5 (by Duke Albada)
Ngunnhu : fish traps at Brewarrina
These days, as in immemorial times, people tend to flock to places where food is a plenty. Such one place is the Ngunnhu (fish traps) at Brewarrina. A stretch of 500m various dry stone wall ponds showcases knowledge of river hydrology and fish ecology. Though in the Ngemba nation, this location has always been a very important gathering site for many language groups. And still the spirit of this place is strong
Hence I stay a little longer at the Barwon River and explore the regions diverse cultivation, wildlife and historic significance. Moving between the "renowned for fishing" bush campsite alongside the river to the historic fish traps, canola farmland, the plains and the township. This was one of the few places where the wider landscape features as much in my footage as close up details.
Duke Albada - Trip Blog 4
Trip Blog 4 (by Duke Albada)
My connection to country concentrates on the land; the nature and environment but all these are influenced and sometimes completely appropriated by people. During my travels I meet with traditional custodians, speak with contemporary keepers such as park rangers, encounter cowboys and farmers but also catch up with council staff, youth workers, a radio presenter, a kangaroo hunter and corner pub/restaurant owners and families. Their lives, their stories are part of the landscape.
In general each person places certain demands on the land, and looks after it in a way that suits those demands. This has resulted in a huge alteration of the landscape ensuing in a loss of the possibility of traditional living.
Duke Albada - Trip Blog 1
Trip Blog 1 (by Duke Albada)
Isla Gorge National Park
Is it crazy to set off on a 5000km roundtrip not knowing exactly where it will take me or what specifically I will be filming for my upcoming video installation at Ballina Airport? I don't think so, as I trust that as my journey unfolds so will my insights regarding the content as well as the 'look and feel' of the imagery. My goal on the other hand is very clear; to investigate my connection to country in detail, and to keep a visual diary of this exploration.
At the first campout in Isla National Park I admire the vast views over the gorge, but it is the combination of the flaming red sunset licking the burned tree stump that enthrals me and makes me grab my camera for the first time. A slow close-up fly-over reveals the pores, lumps and bumps of the bark telling the history of this piece of dead, but not useless wood.
Duke Albada - Trip Blog 3
Minnie Downs (Tambo)
Road-trip notes; a scale of sentimental values
Sandy tracks meander into shrubbery bush,
we head to mysterious destinations unknown.
A tree trunk rigidly salutes.
The sun-paled sky crowns iconic yellow grass fields,
beside lush green evidence of intense irrigation,
alternated by weary not-so-virgin stretches of ploughed red earth.
Worn tree speckled plateaus lie alongside smoking coal copies.
Parked cattle trucks shake,
sounding low "moos" and heavy hooves,
perfuming the air.
Red dusted car and lizzy blooded tires.
Mass fly suicides on my exoskeleton.
Crosses, rubber and roo corpses line the roads.
King wings soar above a murder feasting.
Sloth paced refuelling
10min parking spaces urge otherwise.
I zoom in and on
Duke Albada - Trip Blog 2
Trip Blog 2 (by Duke Albada)
Walking the dry creek bed without a shovel, bucket, or sieve means my fossicking experience in the gem fields is limited to observation and fantasy. But bedding down I find that the precious stones I was seeking are all suspended in my ceiling. Though the star flooded sky completely annihilates any significance I may place on my person, it also excites myriad thoughts of possibilities and mysteries hidden in the "outer world". I watch Mirrabooka* rising and find the emu in the Milky Way, though I confess I haven't learnt any of the local Yagalingu interpretations and names.