Walking beside Lake Burley Griffin this afternoon, around the back of the National Museum, I found these panels of mirrors reflecting, in a warped kind of way, rows of slim young gum trees growing near the water. I was under the trees with a project of photographing details, but what caught my eye was this long image of the very trees I was under:
What a simple way to adorn an otherwise ugly set of slopey walls:
The panels create the effect of fun-house mirrors, bending and twisting the straight tree trunks:
Fun to look at and fun to photograph:
Sometimes the weekly photo challenge topic serendipitously coincides with my weekend outing. I love it when that happens.
In the foyer there are great glass windows looking onto the lake, and an artsy window dressing which produces the best shadows. 
As I moved up into the galleries, Eternity caught my eye. Arthur Stace famously wrote this single word in beautiful copperplate writing on the footpaths of Sydney between 1932 and 1967. 
Stace described an experience in church which prompted him to write Eternity half a million times over 35 years:
One of the saddest sights in the museum was this gate, a reminder of times when some children were raised by institutions: 
There were other objects like leg irons and old pistols that remind us of our darker colonial past: and a convict bi-colour ‘magpie’ uniform, designed to deter convicts from escaping. But imagine the situation if, in 1788 and later, the roles had been reversed, and it wasn’t the English arriving to claim this land for the crown, but the Aboriginals arriving to take the land from the whites. Gordon Syron, an indigenous artist painted that ‘what if’ scene in The Black Bastards are Coming, 2006: 
Out on the museum terrace, one of the best spots to get a quiet waterside coffee, I was contemplating eternity when a man and dog came past on a surfboard (lakeboard?). 