Further down the hill the fog had grown thick. The rain hadn’t eased at all, if anything it became more intense. It had turned into a heavy mist that managed to settle on every surface imaginable. Cars appeared out of the glom from Three Mile Hill and disappeared just as quickly towards the city. It was like a great nothingness had settled over the city. It was then I decided that I was wet enough for one afternoon. I made up my mind to find an indoor location to wander around and photograph for an hour or so. Check out my daily blog from a small city. https://fromasmallcity.nz/ The latest print price guide: https://bit.ly/3oLw9OI
After being in the rain for some time, I decided I needed an indoor location to photograph and dry off. Somewhere I could happily wander around and leave wet footprints as a sign that I had been there. For a while I’d been meaning to visit the grand, stately home of Olveston which is located in an inner city suburb and this appeared to be the perfect time for a casual wander around the place. Check out my daily blog from a small city. https://fromasmallcity.nz/ The latest print price guide: https://bit.ly/3oLw9OI
My next stop was the Otago Museum. I didn’t have a particular reason to be there beyond it was indoors and they would let me take photos. On the top floor in the Animal Attic I found a special exhibition of life-sized sculptured animal skeletons by artist Michele Beevors, all of which feature knitted anatomy. It was very interesting in a sorrowful kind of way. Check out my daily blog from a small city. https://fromasmallcity.nz/ The latest print price guide: https://bit.ly/3oLw9OI
