Having come to the ACT in 1977, a tumultuous year, I have grown very fond of my years here. One of the places I sought sanctuary was this place, the National Gallery of Australia. I talk a lot out our Gallery in my lectures and I have found it to be very welcoming, a way to touch and communicate with past creative minds.  I have seen the Gallery as I have seen Canberra grow and blossom into real places of worth to be in and live in. These from my walk in the NGA sculpture garden and on my Bridge to Bridge walk, enjoy!




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