The Rocks in Sydney have such a mysterious name, I think, as it suggests that there is something special about them compared to other rocks all over Sydney.
During the late nineteenth century the reputation of a gang who called themselves the Rocks Push gave the area a bad reputation, adding to an infestation of rats and hence, the plague, reducing the area to poorer conditions for the unfortunates who sought shelter around the ancient rocks. It was later cleared up and now thrives as the major tourist spot that we know.
The sandstone material is fantastic when weathered displaying its range of colours and organic shapes of this soft material, sandstone.
The arch of The Argyle Cut frames a view of Circular Quay to Millers Point and Walsh Bay providing pedestrians with a feeling of grandeur due to the height and breadth of its span. Its easy to believe that history is ingrained in the stone to carve its lines and taint its earthy palette. The arch was cut by convicts using chisels and hammers; which is an impressive thing given its size and precision.
Whilst walking through The Argyle Cut felt it was like a small gallery of abstract work so I photographed what I found to be attractive in colour and form. Pollution discolours it surface and water and plant material add to the painterly patterns.
