
The Opal Sky, 2008, oil on linen, 135 x 135 cm
These last few weeks have seen some of the most frustrating photographic expeditions for new images to paint. The craziest one of many was a 1,200 km day trip into Victoria and down along the south coast back to Adelaide. All along the sky was perfect, but I suspected it was too good to be true, the sky can break your heart and often does.
The plan was simple enough, leave early, drive to Keith, down to Naracoorte for breakfast, on to Penola (where Dianne couldn't resist antique shopping). Then over the border to Casterton then Hamilton to see the regional gallery and have lunch. From there we went down to the coast, Portland and across to Mount Gambier.
Along the way I was hoping to find something that I could use, even though the time of day wasn't right, but nothing caught my eye. At Mount Gambier I had a site I wanted to photograph, the Odeon Star theatre and giant bowling pin. The whole trip was planned to take photos at Mount Gambier, Robe and anything else stumbled upon.

(The Odeon star sign & bowling pin showing how badly lit it was)
The Odeon Star theatre was badly lit from the setting sun, falling just behind the building and not on the neon sign, nor bowling pin. The problem I discovered was we were there in Summer and it needed to be a Winter shoot. The road the theatre is on runs East/West and in Summer the sun sets Southwest, just behind the facade of the building. In Winter the sun will set slightly Northwest lighting the building with perfect raking light.

I just went through my archives and found a photo I took in August 2000 which has the light raking across the front of the building. I was in Mt Gambier for an exhibition my paintings were in called Rural and Urbane at their Regional Gallery, The Riddoch Art Gallery
This trip I wanted to take a much later photo with the neon on. I rang the Bowling alley the day before I left and they said the neon sign hasn't been connected in years. But there is an exact copy of the Odeon Star neon sign at Semaphore Beach, Adelaide which works and I was going to use the Mt Gambier location and then use the working neon sign to make the painting.
Anyway, off we sped to Robe to photograph the Obelisk with just over an hour of sunlight and about 100kms to travel. All the time the sky was looking great, but the closer we got to Robe, the more it changed for the worse. I nearly diverted to Beachport to guarantee a half decent shot of the sky over cliffs/water, instead going for broke we made it Robe with just 12 minutes before sunset.
It was to no avail as the sun fell behind a low bank of clouds turning the sky colourless and the Obelisk looking dead.
This is what the Obelisk looks like (photo not taken by me)

After that all that was left was to have dinner and drive the 336kms home. We opted to skip dinner in Robe thinking we should be able to pick something up along the way, we were wrong. The next 220 km were the most barren you could imagine, not a single thing open in the few towns we passed, nor any traffic. I would take note of the time taken between seeing an oncoming car and it was on average about 20 minutes. Being dark, no traffic it was just a matter of time before a huge kangaroo leapt out in front of us. I braked and I still don't know how I missed it, a few inches at most?
Out in the middle of nowhere, over a hundred kilometres from anything open, nearly half an hour from when the next car passed, we were so lucky not to be written off by a kangaroo. Back in Adelaide after midnight, hungry, 16 hours on the road, 1,200 km travelled, not a single useable photo taken, but we had a great time.