Little Nightingale (said questionly in whispered voice)
It was 6.9C degrees when I arrived in Melbourne around 9.45 am this morning and as I've said before, almost too cold to be out in the weather, it was much better and tolerable when the sun finally peeped through the clouds.
Flinders Street Station 25/6/2016. Photo Julie Clarke, taken on my Windows Phone
I specifically went into the city to see the exhibition and 14 minute animation called The Nightingale and the Rose by Del Kathryn Barton at ACMI and it was worth being out in the cold. The exhibition has extensive, exquisitely drawn images for the animation and other associated artworks and was a real pleasure to view. You really must go and see this, its free, however a warning; it's quite sad. What is love, if not the feeling that your heart has been pierced by a thorn? Below are some stills from the animation, remember it' all hand drawn. Bye the way 'Happy Birthday Nan', you've been gone forty years but I always think of you on your birthday.