Weird Angles

Sometimes an unusual angle of a familiar place throws out your or in this case my familiarity with a place.

This must be a view of the place where I live, in one of the three buildings in the background of this view. There are a lot of bits on it that I just don’t recognise.

The buildings in front are the back of the Harvey and Norman Plaza, I know that for sure.

Behind them as the crow flies … well I see them but I don’t recognise them. Not that I particularly love their architectural style—it’s a case of what can be done to box up 3 x 95 home units economically—I am interested in how the built environment can be situated in the landscape.

In this part of Brisbane, residential multi-storeys are being shoe-horned among areas of older style single family residences on a block of land, the many parks and, it seems to me, the many commercial and retail plazas.

The way inner Brisbane is transforming is totally different from the way the outer Sydney suburbs transformed during the time I lived in Berowra, in what were then the northern outskirts of Sydney.

I’m going to have to try to circle the so called village and photograph it from all angles.

For the photo above I stood in Carindale Park on the cricket ground somwhere. I can see I’ll even need to record where I stand.

My view

This morning’s fog to the east …

An hour or so later …

Similar angle as above …

I hope that I get to keep this bit of my view … yesterday we (residents) got an email with the map of the soon-to-be-begun demolitions in prep for the fourth building to be started.

I wondered where they (construction company) would get the fill to extend the flood bulwark. Last night had the thought that possibly the digging out of the basement carpark will give them enough. Time will tell.

The poor cat, she’ll have conniptions. She’s still very skittish.