Brisbane
It’s easy to forget that Brisbane can be beautiful. Hit the streets of the city and you’ll see the legacy of the seventies and eighties architecture, serviceable high-rises built out of grey concrete that wiped out large chunks of our history. It’s a very functional aesthetic, unconcerned with outwards appearances. History, for Brisbane, is something that happens in the suburbs, where you can still find old homes with wide decks and corrugated iron rooftops, or workers cottages that sit in the heart of giant yards. Or it’s a thing that grows in cracks, like a weed someone forget to refurbish, renovate, or renew when the concrete washed over everything. The facades of old buildings left in place, or actual old buildings that have survived by being stubborn. Brisbane doesn’t give up its history easily, unless you know what to look for. And if you know what to look for, the history gets pretty ugly. But still, for all that, the
