SUE JACKSON Therapist/Writer/Photographer/Activist

Last year, as the unofficial blogger/photographer to the anti-East-West Link campaign, our battles were my blog's entire focus. But by Christmas, with the electoral win for people power and the dumping of the dud Tunnel, I was suddenly at a loss. What to write about now? Not sure yet. But there will be ongoing musings and images from this Australian life. So please leave a message. (No need to sign into an account. Simply comment as ‘anonymous’; then leave your name within the comment itself.)

Friday, September 09, 2016

Melbourne Observatory in the Spotlight

Melbourne's Observatory: not 'stand-alone', but simply part of the Botanic Gardens

Like so many millions of people, I have always found the stars fascinating.
I knew Melbourne had an observatory but I thought of it, as the signs above indicate, as a lesser- know aspect of the Botanic Gardens. It is certainly a poor cousin to its Sydney counterpart, located in all its glory in a stand-alone heritage sandstone building in the heart of the Rocks. With its wonderful old instruments and loving restoration, clearly the Sydney Observatory has received loads of funding and support over the years. No wonder it rates as one of Trip Adviser's Top Picks for Sydney.
When I learned, via Julianne Bell of Protectors of Public Lands, that our Melbourne Observatory was under threat, I was alarmed. Julianne had passed on the concerns of Dr Barry Clark, a great supporter of the Observatory, who feels that recent planning by the Botanic Gardens Board could further undermine the Observatory's integrity and put paid to its prospects for World Heritage status.
I decided to check the situation out. Within minutes of arriving at the Observatory site, I could see why Barry argues for its unique claim to fame.

Photoheliograph House & 8" South Equatorial House

These two buildings had been designed specifically with the Transit of Venus in mind. As the signage puts it: 'Never perhaps in the world's history, did morning dawn on so many waiting astronomers as it did on the the 9th of December 1874.' And Melbourne, at the time the world's southern-most observatory, was right in there, providing its own unique readings as Venus passed in front of the sun, as it does so very rarely.

Magnet House

Magnet House, constructed only with copper nails as iron nails might have undermined the readings of the house's instruments, was devoted to the study of planetary magnesium.

Astronomers' residence - thank you very much!

This lovely building, home to a succession of Government Astronomers, was part of the package for those highly valued members of the community.

Part of Observatory building abutted by information centre and cafe

Although Aboriginal astronomers had known about the stars for aeons, the settlers had lots to learn, and the Observatory building assumed a key role in that education. It provided star charts, crucial for ships bringing supplies to the colonies. Weather forecasting was part of its role, as was assisting with geographic charting of Victoria. And Observatory personnel even provided life-saving training in heavenly observation to others, such as the team on Douglas Mawson's expedition to the Antarctic.
Having immersed myself in its rich history, I really began to appreciate the unique charms of this under-rated site. I can only agree with the words of one of the signs: 'The buildings stand as testament to the history of our fascination with the stars and to the scientific achievements of the early colony of Victoria.'

I must confess that I know nothing about the resource issues, the politics or the constraints facing the administrators of the Royal Botanic Gardens.  However I can't help thinking that the proposed changes to the Observatory site, because of their significance, need a public airing. At least until I hear the other side of the argument, it is difficult not to conclude that having the site further subsumed within the structure of the Gardens would inevitably negate its unique place in Australia's history. 
This is probably a pipe dream, but how wonderful if the Melbourne Observatory could be returned to its former glory, independence and centrality, just like its rich cousin in Sydney!

Wednesday, August 03, 2016

Candlelight Vigil Melbourne Parliament for Don Dale Kids

Tonight Melbournians gathered in freezing sombre clusters for a vigil on Parliament steps. Clasping our candles, we had joined this Aboriginal-initiated and led event to demonstrate solidarity with children in detention across Australia and in particular at Don Dale Detention Centre in Darwin.

The recent expose by the ABC's 4 Corners, featuring videos of children at Don Dale being tortured and abused - in one case hooded, Abu Ghraib-style, on a restraining chair - have sickened and shamed Australian viewers and sent shock waves internationally. The statistics are indisputable: while Indigenous Australians comprise slightly less than 3% of the total Australian population, half of all children in detention are Indigenous. And in the Northern Territory 95% of all children locked away are Aboriginal or Torres Strait Islanders.

This horrifying situation has spawned numerous protests across the country, of which the Melbourne Vigil is just one example. As Darwin's Don Dale campaign organiser, Matthew Bonson, put it so eloquently: 'Anything the Aboriginal people and non-Aboriginal people can do would be great for these young boys, soon to be young men, soon to be husbands, soon to be fathers. It really made a difference for us. I hope you turn out in force again... we need change for these boys.'

Unfortunately I had to leave the Vigil early, even before the music started. I only got to hear one speaker, who told the story of his own journey and his struggles with racism.

I don't know what followed but I imagine people talked about the Royal Commission and some of their reservations. After all, at their speediest, Royal Commissions tend to be slow in reaching conclusions, and children are suffering now, their futures sullied and hopes destroyed.
The larger problem of incarceration as the knee-jerk response to juvenile offenders, and the paucity of other options such as rehabilitation or community service, I'm sure, would also have been highlighted.

Tramming home after the Vigil, I kept hoping that the recent spotlight on the sufferings of the boys at Don Dale will lead to substantial improvements in the day-to-day life of its current inmates and of children in detention everywhere in Australia.  And also that government resources will at last be channeled into developing a range of alternatives to incarceration for children.  

Monday, April 25, 2016

PhotoMarathon Practice

Next Saturday 30 April is the big day. PhotoMarathon is being launched in Australia and the hosts are our very own Susanne and Michael Silver of Magnet Gallery.
How the marathon works is that, over the course of the day, participants report in to the gallery on three separate occasions. Each time they are given 3 previously undisclosed topics as subjects for their pictures. They are then let loose on the Melbourne CBD.
Everyone has to start the day with a fresh memory card,  and no 'post-production' like photoshop or cropping is allowed.  At the end of the day we all have to present 9 images exactly in the order allocated. All of the pictures will subsequently be put on display in the gallery and judges will choose some for special mention.
I am lucky to have a wonderful camera - a Fuji Film - but even though I have owned it for over a year now, I still find it technically intimidating. So I decided to put the Anzac day holiday to good use by having a practice run for Saturday.
I asked my partner, Peter, to come up with 9 topics, none of which I saw in advance or influenced him to include - I promise - and then I headed off on the train. His topics were 'light', 'happiness', 'windows', 'speed', 'weariness', 'doorway', 'cold', 'corner' and 'friendship'. I only had half the time that will be available next Saturday. This was actually a good thing because - as you will soon see- I faded early. Here is what I came up with:




Weariness (my selfie)

 Cold:I know it's a long bow, but I reckon you could be if your shoes ended up suspended rather than on your feet


I had a lot of fun doing this exercise, and  I wonder what I would have come up with had I moved beyond the one city block I found myself occupying!  
Watch this space to see how next Saturday's real PhotoMarathon unfolds. 

UPDATE: Sadly, I fell at the first hurdle. 
My wonderful camera started shooting continuously. Although I have now discovered it is a simple matter to rectify, on the day I sat in Exhibition Street trying to sort it out for a whole hour. Finally, realising that I had missed the deadline to collect the second set of images, I gave up. I walked glumly to the nearest tram stop, and managed to avoid all eye contact with my fellow passengers all the way home. Next year...  

Sunday, April 03, 2016

Only in Fitzroy... or Southern Namibia: Emma McEnvoy's Sand Castles

'Sand castles'

Just last night, at the closure of our 'No Lilies' Photo Exhibition at Magnet Galleries in the CBD, we photographers were talking about alternative ways to showcase our work. That's when someone mentioned a unique exhibition opening off Brunswick Street today. It only took a reminder from my son Alix and his partner Jode this afternoon and I was off. This was the view that confronted me as I locked up my bike near the venue:

Classic inner-city street art

And that's when I noticed a long snaking queue of adults and kids waiting patiently, and not so patiently, to enter Emma McEvoy's 'Sand Castles' photo exhibtion:

The venue

The artist, who was stationed to greet guests at the entrance to the soon-to-be-demolished house explained how she had lucked on such a perfect setting for her exhibition.

Emma McEvoy

McEvoy's extraordinary images were taken in Southern Namibia, where she travelled to photograph the ghost town of Kobmanskop. The town features many examples of traditional German architecture, built by and for German miners who came to the area hunting for diamonds. But when the diamonds disappeared so too did the miners, leaving their houses to fill with sand as the desert inexorably reclaimed its own.
McEvoy wanted to hang her pictures in just such a sand-filled place and when she saw a developer's sign on a house she asked the developer if he knew of any space she could use. He generously offered this very house for a 'pop-up' exhibition in advance of its demolition this coming Tuesday. The artist seized the opportunity and in so doing created the perfect setting for her photos. I'm sure I'm not the only one overawed and inspired by this demonstration of ingenuity and entrepreneurial flair.

That the exhibition and the story behind it has captured the popular imagination was evident in the droves of people who changed their weekend plans to include an impromptu visit to Fitzroy beach. And did the kids love playing in that sand!  Congratulations Emma.

Saturday, April 02, 2016

Close of No Lilies: Women and Work Photo Exhibition

Cleaning, Havana

The 6th annual fundraiser exhibition by women photographers in honour of International Women's Day opened on 3 March at Magnet Galleries in the Melbourne CBD. Thanks to Susanne and Michael Silver, the gallery owners, for their vision.

I was delighted to be invited to participate, to join Pam Davison, Margot Sharman, Helga Leunig, Ilana Rose, Jill Frawley, Cheryl Lucy, Wendy Currie, Judith Crispin, Joyce Evans, Carole Hampshire, Maggie Diaz, Susan Henderson and Amy Feldtmann, who produced a fascinating diversity of images in response to the theme.

After I got over the stress, opening night was great. It was a thrill to be in such company and to be buoyed up by the loving support of the family and friends who managed to attend. It was a real buzz to join the crowd looking at my fellow photographers' work and to discuss my own pictures with a range of different people. And I loved the fact that my kids were so proud of my efforts.

Listening to Bronwyn Halfpenny MP who launched No Lilies (photo courtesy Gina Perry)

Much as I would like to talk about everybody's work, space doesn't permit. So here is the artist's statement and 5 other photos of mine (number 6 is the header) that were in the exhibition:

  Sue Jackson is a photojournalist with a particular interest in social justice and environmental activism.

 Sue also loves food, particularly of the fresh, organic variety, and those who grow it. But as any departure from the inner city tends to bring on light-headedness, Sue’s particular interest is the numerous urban dwellers worldwide who are farming their streets.

With 70% of its food produced within city limits on footpaths, balconies, bathtubs, windowsills, even buckets and in community gardens of every description, Havana proved a ‘must’ on her travel itinerary. ‘Home Grown Havana’ is a picture of the tiny stall for city-grown bananas on the corner near her hotel in downtown Havana. ‘Cleaning, Havana’ (header) is a picture of Claribel who always had the entire outdoor dining area spotless before hotel guests arrived to breakfast on their locally-grown tropical fruit platters.

Much closer to home, in fact within a mere 10 kilometres of the Melbourne CBD, the old public housing suburb of Heidelberg West is home to a small cluster of farmlets, run by the ‘Hoodies’. This inspiring group of young permaculturalists are living ‘almost self-sufficient lives’ amidst an array of vegie gardens, fruit trees, worm farms, bees, rabbits, chooks, ducks and, of course, their beloved goats.
‘Goat herders Heidelberg West (1) and (2) captures two of the hoodies tending to their ‘girls’.

Sue was the unofficial blogger/photographer for the successful campaign against the environmentally disastrous East-West Link project that was dumped by the incoming Victorian Labor Government at the end of 2014. The daily Tunnel pickets, integral to the campaign’s success, started earlier and earlier. ‘Keeping the Peace’ captures a police officer, guarding a test-drilling site at 5am, asleep on her feet.
‘Disturbing the Peace’ is a photo taken at last year’s ‘Reclaim Australia’ rally where the police, and their horses, acted as a barrier between the ‘reclaimers’ and their many opponents.

Sadly 'No Lilies' had to come to an end. And last night proved a fitting farewell. We all sat together at a long table in the darkened gallery sharing great food, wine, conviviality and talking about why we do what we do. And why we will never stop. 

Monday, February 08, 2016

Step up, Premier Andrews!

The protestors were there, so too were the Greens, and even the Liberal Party sent a representative. But sadly, and  I hope not ominously, Labor Party MPs declined the invitation to participate in this morning's rally on Parliament steps.

I had approached the rally with mixed feelings. Partly I was jubilant. It was so wonderful to hear last week that the infamous polluter, AGL, had announced that it was abandoning all its coal seam gas projects in NSW. No doubt the sustained resistance of masses of ordinary people to fracking was largely to thank for that outcome.
And fracking is very much on the agenda for Victoria as State politicians resume work after the summer break. That is why it was so important that influential organisations including Friends of the Earth, Environment Victoria, Lock the Gate and Yes 2 Renewables joined the mixed group of city and country protestors this morning.

But I was sad too because today is the second anniversary of the Hazelwood coal mine fire. As the fire raged over the following 45 days, the people of Morwell and surrounding districts lived within a haze of toxic smoke, which made them ill then and has been responsible for ongoing health problems ever since. And the longer term environmental and health impact has yet to be discovered. Appallingly, charges have yet to be laid against the French multi-national company ENGIE (known in Australia as GDF Suez), which owns Hazelwood.

A woman from Morwell addressed the rally and described vividly the dreadful and ongoing impact the disaster is having on the lives and well-being of her community.  I felt particularly sorry for her that Government ministers were not there to hear. Also for the fourth generation farmer, (apologies that I did not catch either of your names), who travelled from his beloved Gippsland to Melbourne to speak to us about the perils of fracking.

We need to make it crystal clear to Premier Andrews and his government that the time for rhetoric is over. They need to come up with vision and radical action. In particular old power plants like Hazelwood must be shut down and Victoria kept Fracking-free.

Friday, November 27, 2015

Climate March Melbourne

It was great to wake up this morning to the news from Avaaz of a momentous photo op. The head of the UN Climate talks had just announced that on Monday as the Heads of State walk into the climate meeting they will be confronted with huge screens showing us - climate marchers from all around the world - demanding action.
Here are some of the faces from Melbourne that might well adorn those screens, captured at today's mighty event outside the State Library of Victoria:

Friday, October 16, 2015

Local Lives Global Matters conference Castlemaine

This was the informal relaxed atmosphere that greeted me yesterday when I arrived for Day 1 at the 'Local Lives Global Matters' conference in Castlemaine.
Jaara Jaara elder Rick Nelson's smoking ceremony set the tone:

After a very early start I had snoozed on the train from Melbourne (you wouldn't want to do that driving a car!). Confronted with this tranquil scene exiting the station, frenetic Melbourne already seemed light years away. 

Peak hour in Castlemaine

And strolling past the planter boxes adorning the streets en route to the opening got me in the perfect mood for a conference about localisation, low food miles and a future of 'energy descent': 

I decided to attend this conference because I had been so impressed when I travelled to Byron Bay in 2013 for the Economics of Happiness conference. Many of the presenters who featured there were also guests in Daylesford. And then there were those I had never encountered before:
Kyle Magee, in a totally inspirational workshop entitled Media Liberation, presented a video about his life's mission to bring the destructive impact of advertising to public attention. Kyle does this by removing or covering up advertising in public spaces, something for which he has been arrested and imprisoned many times. For Kyle, incarceration is worth it because he believes that, until the media is not subsidised by advertisers, the public will never be able to learn what is really going on in the world. And until advertising no longer bombards us in public places, people, especially children, will always feel lousy about themselves because they never match up to its perfect ideals. They will also continue to believe that the key to happiness is material possessions.
This shift from material to spiritual aspirations was a key theme at the conference, one that was also promoted by one of my heroes, David Holmgren, an originator of Permaculture.

Although I had read some of David's works, I had never heard him speak before, so I was totally unprepared for his droll and engaging style. He believes that inevitably and imminently the world will be facing an energy descent (which he was keen to emphasize is not necessarily the same as 'collapse'). He suggests that in anticipation we need to be building resilience and community so that we can continue to live well through the hard times ahead.

Farmer George Ryan with Anitra Neilsen from RMIT

Anitra Neilson, who presented with George Ryan, a beleaguered and impassioned local farmer, has written a book with the intriguing title 'Life Without Money'. In it she outlines strategies for living more equitably in a world already consuming way beyond its capacity. I look forward to reading her book.
There might not have been much money changing hands yesterday - the most glorious vegetarian lunch cost a mere $8 and we were encouraged to return for seconds - but there was a tremendous amount of riches on offer. Sadly I could only attend the conference for a single day, and so can only offer some tastings, but if you are free tomorrow (Sunday) and fancy a trip to a glorious country town followed by inspiring workshops, contact the organisers.
Local Lives Global Matters is one event that truly delivers on its promo: 'a conference for future's sake'.