Two weeks ago, Saskia and I travelled to Canberra for a three-day stay. We had been to the coast a lot lately and wanted to see something different. And Canberra is very different to the coast or Sydney for that matter.
Canberra has to live with the harsh critique of being without soul. And most people in Australia wouldn't bother to visit Canberra, some were even surprised we drove down there. In the early days of the commonwealth of Australia, a dispute arose around the question of which city would become the capital. As there was no consensus between Melbourne and Sydney – Australia’s two largest cities – the government decided to build a completely new capital city. Planned in the early twentieth century by an American architect, the city has a very unique flavour. Influenced by the garden city movement, it features large areas of natural vegetation and parks. Being still very Swiss in my perception of things, I really enjoyed the space and openness one can sense in the city. Surrounded by small hills and featuring a lake in its center, the city had much more appeal to me than Sydney.
Photography wise, I am a bit disappointed with my work during our trip, as I wanted to make a small photo journal. Only shortly before hitting the road back to Sydney, it struck me that I only captured sceneries, and almost no shots of the city center or parliament house to give a real feel of what the city is like. I guess that I am still exploring the architectural or journaling side of photography. Or maybe, I just didn't feel like capturing the city. Maybe it's just reflecting how I felt, loving the fresh air, the hills, the lookouts.