Sunday Selections was originally brought to us by Kim, of Frogpondsrock, as an ongoing meme where participants could post previously unused photos languishing in their files.
Huge thanks to Cie who gave me this wonderful Sunday Selections image.
The meme was then continued by River at Drifting through life. Sadly she has now stepped aside (though she will join us some weeks), and I have accepted the mantle.
The rules are so simple as to be almost non-existent. Post some photos under the title Sunday Selections and link back to me. Clicking on any of the photos will make them embiggen.
I usually run with a theme. I have often said that my city has a lot of public art. Some of it I love, some of it I loathe - but I am glad that it is there. Some of the pieces I am showing are 'old friends' and I look for them each time I go into town.
Some of these are new to my blog and others are repeats. Heading in to do my voluntary work last week I went through two town centers and this is a small fraction of the art on display.
I think this Lollipop is an inspired marker/advertisement for the Lollipop Child Care Centre.
It is the slippers which caught my eyes - and make me smile every time I see them.
I really like that boarded up building sites are given a splash of colour with murals on the boards. These buildings have now been under construction for quite some time, but have not attracted any graffiti.
Then into the city 'proper'.
This is by Anne Ross and is called 'The Other Side of Midnight'.
I certainly classify these plantings as art.
My city has been described as 'a good sheep station - spoiled'.
'Ainslie's Sheep' by Les Kossatz is a satirical salute to one of Canberra's first pastoralists James Ainslie. There is also a suburb and a mountain (hill by global standards) named for him.
The birds are yet another example of a creative approach to building sites and are a sliding door for construction workers to go through.
I hope that all of you find art, beauty and fun in your weeks to come.
And in Jazz news. I have now given him the alternative name of Captain Chain Yanker. He has had a very mixed week and has worried me more than once. For the moment he is eating, playing and enjoying life.
For several years I have used the phrase 'hiss and spit' as a more or less polite comment on things which displease me.
I laughed out loud when a friend sent me this image yesterday.