Hello everyone, this is my first post for a new monthly challenge – ” Tell Us About” and the word this month is time.
I am joining Gail @ is this mutton, Penny @ frugalfashionshopper, Deb @ debs-world and Mary Katherine @ mks.adventures for the challenge.
Purely by co-incidence on my recent trip to Melbourne I visited an art installation by Melbourne artist , Rone and a team of creators , titled Time. It was set on the third floor of the iconic Flinders Street Railway Station and is a vignette of working life in mid century Melbourne. I am using some of the images I took to discuss my take on the nostalgia often associated with times past.
How often do we look back at the time of our childhood years with rose coloured glasses. Mine took place in the 1950’s and 60’s , simpler times you may say or were they?
I do remember my primary school days at a small country school fondly but now think of the total lack of diversity in our learning , no room for alternative thinkers back then . I also am now appalled that our Australian school system taught us nothing of our indigenous history and the way the land of the early settlers was acquired. I knew more about English history than that of my own country. I am pleased that as my first grandson starts school soon he will learn in a much more inclusive enviroment that encourages creative thinkers.
The working lives of women are so different today than the typing pool depicted here. Further education has enabled women to follow so many more different paths and follow their dreams. Looking back to the 1950’s was a time when for many women your work life ended the day you married, Your new job was looking after the house and your husband .
Once the children arrived you were a full time stay at home mother . I know this certainly was the case for my mother and her friends and if my memory serves me correctly my school friends mothers.
I am so pleased it is so different for my daughter in law , as well as my sons and grandchildren.
I am fully aware that this is a privilege still denied to many.
Remember the old switchboards of times past, I do although the one I used in my first job was on a much smaller and simpler scale. Modern technology is often criticised but where would we be without our mobile phones and computers. The ease we connect with people all around the world today would have seemed impossible a few decades ago when either an expensive telegram or phone call was the only way to keep in touch. Looking back to 1975 and my first overseas trip the only way on a budget to keep in touch with family was an aerogram that could take a couple of weeks to reach home . Now an email is there in an instant.
As much as I love vintage fashion I am rather glad I am not expected to don a hat and gloves every time I leave the house. It must have been so restrictive wearing your stockings and girdle or garter belt every single day , to say nothing of the sensible shoes. Today’s choice is endless in terms of quality and style and so easily available , too easily sometimes but that is a post for another day.
I will finish with a couple of my favourite shots from the instillation. The first is of the ballroom , an amazing space that served many different functions over the years. The haunting vision of the young woman was shown throughout . I saw her as a vision of the future .
Time passes but some things stay the same.
Please join Gail – Is This Mutton
Penny – Frugal Fashionshopper
Deb – Debs World
Mary Katherine – mks adventures
to read their stories about Time.