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Monday, May 31, 2010 THE HERALD 9 OPINION & ANALYSIS Facade of grandeur in suburban castles Phillip O’Neill WITLESS: Robin Boyd savages the Australian suburban landscape. Artwork by Natalie Alcova Professor Phillip O’Neill is director of the Urban Research Centre, University of Western Sydney. IT is 50 years since Robin Boyd wrote The Australian Ugliness . Boyd didn’t mention Newcastle in the book, but he could have, quite readily. Boyd was a member of a remarkable Australian family of artists and writers based in Melbourne and Tasmania. My guess is he didn’t get up north much. When you drive through Newcastle’s middle-ring suburbs – the fibros, the weatherboards, the brick veneers, built in the late 1940s and 1950s – you can still see the witless Australian suburban landscape that Boyd savaged in his book. It’s funny how you didn’t notice how ugly it was in post-war Australia when you were growing up in it. Now I laugh out loud when I think of the world that Boyd wrote about so mockingly. Boyd, an architect, said Australian suburban ugliness had three sources. One was Australia’s love of features. Another was our contentment with veneers. And the third was our tolerance of muddle. We do love a good feature, don’t we? I remember the first time I drove down Aberdare Road through Cessnock and noticed the brick facade at the entrance to the high school. Then I saw the feature objects that adorn it: two sandstone- carved koalas hanging on for dear life high above the doors. I thought they were wonderful, a real feature. We were brought up in the post- war years to appreciate a good feature. Your living room boasted its feature wall. Where once there were ducks, now there was lurid striped wallpaper, but only on one wall, the feature wall. In the days when it stood alone and proud, pre entertainment cabinet, pre flat screen, the television also hosted a feature, invariably an imitation cut-glass vase, with a carefully arranged bunch of plastic flowers, sitting proudly on a linen doily. The garden was a good place for a feature as well. A tree stump painted white was an early preference, but it was overtaken by the tiled slate letterbox, often surrounded by a fetching rock garden. Traditionalists, and southern Europeans, preferred the front yard water feature, and the blond brick fence with white lacework inserts, and a driveway gate to match. The houses were modest, but class was easily added with a well-chosen feature. What’s hilarious is that the features are still there. Drive through our ’burbs and see the scalloped fence, the animal-shaped shrub, the palm grove, the striped window awning. Notice, though, how these features have been enhanced by veneer. I remember one summer working for a brick veneer firm. Lovely wooden box sash windows were punched out of walls before smoko, and cheap aluminium sliders lodged in their place, a splash of concrete in the footings and a crew of brickies who’d never been near a technical college in their lives would have the fibro wall covered in cheap sandstocks by nightfall, just as the aluminium cladders were finishing up on the place across the road. In the 1960s there was a material to cover anything, laminex on the particle board kitchen benches, a laminex kitchen table, random- groove panelling over the patterned velvet wallpaper on the old feature wall, lino over the old floorboards, iron-on plastic (in a variety of wood colours) over the laminex over the peeling plywood desktop. We had no use for the word authentic. Veneers gave us a world of choice. Veneers made each of our houses unique. But this has meant that unlike an English street, say, with its neat row of terraces and cottages, our streetscapes have no coherence. There’s an older brick Federation and a flat-roofed deco and a McMansion intruder, but they are curiosities among an extraordinary array of bungalows with unfathomable extensions and conversions designed carefully on the back of beer coasters, with banged-it-up-on-the-weekend carports, the four-inch nails into the side of the house as secure as the Saturday afternoon the boys came around to lend a hand. Our ’burbs are real muddle. The Kerrigans, the Day-Knights and the Stephanides are all proud of their distinctive castles, all lovers of the two-stroke at full throttle, a shandy with the neighbours, the neat line- up of houses on their quarter-acre blocks, the smell of fresh paint, cut grass and barbecued sausages, the sound of tennis ball on wood, the vibe of the street. Fifty years ago, Robin Boyd called this a muddle, an ugly veneered muddle. He was right, but no one noticed, and no one cared. Which explains why it hasn’t changed all that much five decades on. Bungee and building those rites of passage Serving others can be life- changing, writes Sharlene Guest. Sharlene Guest is the director of communications and marketing for the Seventh-day Adventist Church in NSW. This article is submitted by the Churches Media Association. FOR a generation born with the iPod, iPhone and iTunes, it’s no surprise we’ve bred a culture of iNeed, iWant and iDeserve. However, the “me, me, me” mentality is not the exclusive domain of generations Y and Z. In fact, this demographic may be leading the way in the search for meaning and purpose. I watch a YouTube video filmed in a village of Vanuatu depicting an outrageous ritual undertaken by teenagers to transit from adolescence to adulthood. I gasp as I watch teenagers leap into the unknown, jumping from a primitive bungee platform eight storeys high to the dirt below, with only jungle vines around their ankles. Each participant emerges euphoric. Their rite of passage is successful and the experience has been ‘‘life-changing’’. While this ritual may seem barbaric, such rites of passage are a universal phenomenon — significant events within cultural groups that mark a person’s transition to the next stage of life. And while I’m not endorsing jungle-vine bungee jumping, anthropologists have discovered that where a culture fails to provide a defined rite of passage, young people create their own. News broadcasts frequently show the ramifications of teenagers attempting to prove themselves through unhealthy behaviours such as binge drinking, drug use and street racing. But at a time when youth culture draws so much negative attention, teenagers in our own backyard are developing resilience, character and a sense of purpose through helping others. I watch anotherYouTube video filmed in a village of Vanuatu, depicting another outrageous ritual undertaken by teenagers in order to transit from adolescence to adulthood. I gasp as I watch teenagers leap into the unknown of a foreign country, forgoing their creature comforts and technology for 10 days of volunteer work and selfless giving. Each participant emerges euphoric. Their rite of passage is successful and the experience has been ‘‘life-changing’’. While many year 12 students flock to ‘‘schoolies’’ on the Gold Coast, this group of Macquarie College students participated in an initiative called StormCo – ‘‘Service To Others Really Matters’’. Organised and run by youth, StormCo is an adventure in service that has inspired others, with 20 teams from the Hunter Region involved in helping communities across NSW and overseas. One StormCo leader said: “The impact these teenagers had on the community in Vanuatu was incredible, but the most amazing impact was the transformation in the students themselves.” A rite of passage for a postmodern generation? I believe it really can be through service to others. Service without expectation. Service for the satisfaction of knowing that you made a difference. These young people are proof positive that it’s life-changing! StormCo is an initiative of the Seventh-day Adventist Church. See nnswyouth.com. Topics today Today’s fact ‘‘Smart money’’ refers to gamblers who fix a bet or have inside information. Today’s word Mugwump: A person who holds aloof, especially from party politics. It happened today From our files – 1911: Opinions remain divided in the commercial and shipping communities over a government proposal to form a Harbour Trust in Newcastle. Today in history 455: A Roman mob tears emperor Maximus Petronius limb from limb when he tries to escape an approaching Vandal fleet. 1043: Lady Godiva rides naked through the market square in Coventry, England. 1813: Explorers Blaxland, Lawson and Wentworth reach highest point in Blue Mountains and see fertile plains to the west. 1912: Arthur Stone makes the first powered aircraft flight in Queensland at Rockhampton in a US-built monoplane. 1928: Aviator Sir Charles Kingsford Smith sets off from Oakland, California, to fly across the Pacific to Australia (he arrives on June 9). 1942: Three Japanese midget submarines enter Sydney Harbour; ferry Kuttabul is sunk but all three subs captured. 1990: Soviet president Mikhail Gorbachev arrives in the United States for summit talks with US president George Bush. Born today Walt Whitman, US writer (1819-1892); Judith Wright, Australian poet (1915-2000); Clint Eastwood, US actor (1930-); Terry Waite, Anglican Church envoy (1939-); Rainer Werner Fassbinder, German author/ filmmaker/ theatre-director (1945-1982); Todd McKenney, Australian TV personality (1965-); Brooke Shields, US actress (1965-); Sarah O’Hare, pictured, Australian model (1972-); Colin Farrell, Irish actor (1976-). Odd spot A rat bit a British woman visiting an upmarket shopping district in Hong Kong, local newspapers reported, raising fears the attack could damage the city’s reputation. Today’s text Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. Ephesians 4:2

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Page 1: 31/05/2010 NCH 0009 - Western Sydney UniversityMonday, May 31, 2010 THE HERALD 9 OPINION& ANALYSIS Facadeofgrandeur insuburbancastles Phillip O’Neill WITLESS: RobinBoydsavagestheAustraliansuburbanlandscape

Monday, May 31, 2010 THE HERALD 9

OPINION&ANALYSIS

Facade ofgrandeurinsuburbancastles

PhillipO’Neill

WITLESS: Robin Boyd savages the Australian suburban landscape. – Artwork by Natalie Alcova

Professor Phillip O’Neill is directorof the Urban Research Centre,University of Western Sydney.

IT is50 years since RobinBoyd wroteThe Australian Ugliness.Boyd didn’tmention Newcastle inthe book, buthe could have,quite readily.

Boyd was a member of aremarkable Australian family ofartists and writers based inMelbourne and Tasmania. My guessis he didn’t get up north much.

WhenyoudrivethroughNewcastle’smiddle-ringsuburbs–thefibros, theweatherboards, thebrickveneers,built inthelate1940sand1950s–youcanstillseethewitlessAustraliansuburbanlandscapethatBoydsavagedinhisbook.

It’s funny how you didn’t noticehow ugly it was in post-war Australiawhen you were growing up in it. NowI laugh out loud when I think of theworld that Boyd wrote about somockingly.

Boyd, an architect, said Australiansuburban ugliness had threesources. One was Australia’s love offeatures. Another was ourcontentment with veneers. And thethird was our tolerance of muddle.

We do love a good feature, don’twe? I remember the first time Idrove down Aberdare Road throughCessnock and noticed the brickfacade at the entrance to the highschool. Then I saw the featureobjects that adorn it: two sandstone-carved koalas hanging on for dearlife high above the doors. I thoughtthey were wonderful, a real feature.

We were brought up in the post-war years to appreciate a goodfeature. Your living room boasted itsfeature wall. Where once there wereducks, now there was lurid stripedwallpaper, but only on one wall, thefeature wall.

In the days when it stood aloneand proud, pre entertainmentcabinet, pre flat screen, thetelevision also hosted a feature,invariably an imitation cut-glassvase, with a carefully arrangedbunch of plastic flowers, sittingproudly on a linen doily.

The garden was a good place for afeature as well. A tree stumppainted white was an earlypreference, but it was overtaken bythe tiled slate letterbox, often

surrounded by a fetching rockgarden.

Traditionalists, and southernEuropeans, preferred the front yardwater feature, and the blond brickfence with white lacework inserts,and a driveway gate to match.

The houses were modest, but classwas easily added with a well-chosenfeature.

What’s hilarious is that thefeatures are still there. Drivethrough our ’burbs and see thescalloped fence, the animal-shapedshrub, the palm grove, the stripedwindow awning.

Notice, though, how these featureshave been enhanced by veneer.

I remember one summer workingfor a brick veneer firm. Lovelywooden box sash windows werepunched out of walls before smoko,and cheap aluminium sliders lodgedin their place, a splash of concrete inthe footings and a crew of brickieswho’d never been near a technicalcollege in their lives would have thefibro wall covered in cheap

sandstocks by nightfall, just as thealuminium cladders were finishingup on the place across the road.

In the 1960s there was a materialto cover anything, laminex on theparticle board kitchen benches, alaminex kitchen table, random-groove panelling over the patternedvelvet wallpaper on the old featurewall, lino over the old floorboards,iron-on plastic (in a variety of woodcolours) over the laminex over thepeeling plywood desktop. We had nouse for the word authentic. Veneersgave us a world of choice.

Veneers made each of our housesunique. But this has meant thatunlike an English street, say, with itsneat row of terraces and cottages,our streetscapes have no coherence.There’s an older brick Federationand a flat-roofed deco and aMcMansion intruder, but they arecuriosities among an extraordinaryarray of bungalows withunfathomable extensions andconversions designed carefully onthe back of beer coasters, with

banged-it-up-on-the-weekendcarports, the four-inch nails into theside of the house as secure as theSaturday afternoon the boys camearound to lend a hand.

Our ’burbs are real muddle. TheKerrigans, the Day-Knights and theStephanides are all proud of theirdistinctive castles, all lovers of thetwo-stroke at full throttle, a shandywith the neighbours, the neat line-up of houses on their quarter-acreblocks, the smell of fresh paint, cutgrass and barbecued sausages, thesound of tennis ball on wood, thevibe of the street.

Fifty years ago, Robin Boyd calledthis a muddle, an ugly veneeredmuddle. He was right, but no onenoticed, and no one cared. Whichexplains why it hasn’t changed allthat much five decades on.

Bungeeandbuilding those ritesofpassageServing others can be life-changing, writesSharlene Guest.

Sharlene Guest is the director ofcommunications and marketing forthe Seventh-day Adventist Churchin NSW. This article is submitted bythe Churches Media Association.

FOR a generation born with theiPod, iPhone and iTunes, it’s nosurprise we’ve bred a culture ofiNeed, iWant and iDeserve.However, the “me, me, me”mentality is not the exclusivedomain of generations Y and Z. Infact, this demographic may beleading the way in the search formeaning and purpose.

I watcha YouTube videofilmed ina village ofVanuatu depicting anoutrageous ritualundertaken byteenagers totransit fromadolescence toadulthood. I gaspas Iwatch teenagers leapinto theunknown, jumping froma primitivebungee platform eightstoreys high tothe dirtbelow, with onlyjungle vines

around theirankles. Eachparticipant emergeseuphoric. Theirrite ofpassage is successfuland theexperience hasbeen ‘‘life-changing’’.

While this ritual may seembarbaric, such rites of passage are auniversal phenomenon —significant events within culturalgroups that mark a person’stransition to the next stage of life.

And while I’mnot endorsingjungle-vine bungeejumping,anthropologists havediscovered thatwhere aculture fails toprovide adefined rite ofpassage, young peoplecreate their own.News broadcastsfrequently show theramifications ofteenagers attemptingto provethemselves throughunhealthybehaviours such asbinge drinking,drug useand street racing. Butat atime when youthculture draws somuch negativeattention, teenagersin our ownbackyard are developingresilience, character anda sense of

purpose throughhelping others.I watch anotherYouTube video

filmed in avillage of Vanuatu,depicting anotheroutrageous ritualundertaken by teenagersin order totransit fromadolescence toadulthood. I gaspas I watchteenagers leapinto the unknownof aforeign country, forgoing theircreature comforts andtechnology for10 days ofvolunteer work andselfless giving.Each participantemerges euphoric. Theirrite ofpassage is successfuland theexperience hasbeen ‘‘life-changing’’.

While many year12 students flockto ‘‘schoolies’’on the GoldCoast, thisgroup of MacquarieCollege studentsparticipated in aninitiative calledStormCo – ‘‘ServiceTo Others ReallyMatters’’. Organised andrun byyouth, StormCo isan adventure inservice that hasinspired others, with20 teams fromthe Hunter Regioninvolved inhelping communities

across NSWand overseas.One StormCo leader said: “The

impact these teenagers had on thecommunity in Vanuatu wasincredible, but the most amazingimpact was the transformation inthe students themselves.”

Ariteofpassageforapostmoderngeneration?Ibelieveitreallycanbethroughservicetoothers.Servicewithoutexpectation.Serviceforthesatisfactionofknowingthatyoumadeadifference.Theseyoungpeopleareproofpositivethatit’s life-changing!

StormCo is an initiative of theSeventh-day Adventist Church. Seennswyouth.com.

Topics today

Today’s fact

‘‘Smart money’’ refers togamblers who fix a bet or haveinside information.

Today’s word

Mugwump: A person who holdsaloof, especially from partypolitics.

It happened today

From our files – 1911: Opinionsremain divided in thecommercial and shippingcommunities over a governmentproposal to form a Harbour Trustin Newcastle.

Today in history

455: A Roman mob tears emperorMaximus Petronius limb fromlimb when he tries to escape anapproaching Vandal fleet.1043: Lady Godiva rides nakedthrough the market square inCoventry, England.1813: Explorers Blaxland,Lawson and Wentworth reachhighest point in Blue Mountainsand see fertile plains to the west.1912: Arthur Stone makes thefirst powered aircraft flight inQueensland at Rockhampton in aUS-built monoplane.1928: Aviator Sir CharlesKingsford Smith sets off fromOakland, California, to fly acrossthe Pacific to Australia (hearrives on June 9).1942: Three Japanese midgetsubmarines enter SydneyHarbour; ferry Kuttabul is sunkbut all three subs captured.1990: Soviet president MikhailGorbachev arrives in the UnitedStates for summit talks with USpresident George Bush.

Born today

Walt Whitman, US writer(1819-1892); Judith Wright,Australian poet (1915-2000); ClintEastwood, USactor (1930-);Terry Waite,AnglicanChurch envoy(1939-); RainerWernerFassbinder,German author/filmmaker/theatre-director(1945-1982); Todd McKenney,Australian TV personality(1965-); Brooke Shields, USactress (1965-); Sarah O’Hare,pictured, Australian model(1972-); Colin Farrell, Irish actor(1976-).

Odd spot

A rat bit a British woman visitingan upmarket shopping district inHong Kong, local newspapersreported, raising fears the attackcould damage the city’sreputation.

Today’s text

Be completely humble andgentle; be patient, bearing withone another in love. Ephesians 4:2