The first three photos are taken at the old churchyard at St Stephen’s in Newtown, and the last is part of Sydney Uni where it backs on to Royal Prince Alfred Hospital.
It’s a matter of life and death – no matter how much death you find, you will also find life – and vice versa.
I find the cemetary at St Stephen’s to be a very peaceful place. It’s an historic site – I’m not sure how long it’s been since the last burial. Perhaps because all of the ‘inhabitants’ have been at rest for such a long time, no one comes in tears there anymore. Instead, with the old stone, the trees, the worn headstones, it’s more like an above ground archeological site. Something about it reminds me of childhood; being enclosed by a wall, yet still with plenty of space, and not knowing much about what I am looking at – that pretty much recreates childhood for me and the childhood state of mind; but in physical space.
The last photo, Outside the Asylum, is the opposite. It depicts the world created by the modern adult, totally mad and unreasonable, where we do not realise that we are headed for a crash, or ignore the fact, that the way we are headed is a dead end; because without change of tack, without a change of heart and mind, this world of ours cannot support us forever. Past civilisations reached their end points and ours will, too, if we don’t adjust ourselves. Given the enormous amount of technology and resources at our disposal, all we are lacking in is the use of one final resource – the human heart.