"Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again." - A de S-E
It's rather startling to realise that this is the fifth White Night in Melbourne - not just because that means it's now been five years since the first but also because I would've expected to have more distinct memories of each than I actually do. I'm pretty sure this was the first actually cold one, and unfortunately that's the only way in which it was particularly novel - it was nice to look at the lit-up buildings and installations but there wasn't any shock of encountering the new, any charge of excitement.
(2013, 2014, 2015, 2016)
It's rather startling to realise that this is the fifth White Night in Melbourne - not just because that means it's now been five years since the first but also because I would've expected to have more distinct memories of each than I actually do. I'm pretty sure this was the first actually cold one, and unfortunately that's the only way in which it was particularly novel - it was nice to look at the lit-up buildings and installations but there wasn't any shock of encountering the new, any charge of excitement.
(2013, 2014, 2015, 2016)
