Three beautiful school girls from Peter Weir's Picnic at hanging rock, 1975.

Three beautiful school girls from Peter Weir's, Picnic at hanging rock, 1975.
The three girls are gazing upwardly with great perturbation at the large rock above them, that will soon vanish them into the spirit world or whatever it is that they cross over into.
At this stage of the film they are a fair way up the rock, and as a backdrop the farmlands and native forest woodlands stretch away to the horizon, to wombat state forest.
Most of my favorite Aussie films and paintings have wooded hills shimmering enigmatically on the horizon.
They say that in the Hollywood Western, the second most important character is the landscape.
That is also so true in Sidney Nolan's Ned Kelly series but also in films like Mad Max 1979 and Picnic at Hanging Rock.

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Original verse by Edmund West and Liz.
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A sensuous scratch.
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Do you have a spirit, a soul, a voice.
Whisper in the wind, a quiet rejoice.
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Burnt siena, ochres, tonal grays
Olive eucalyptus the afternoon haze.
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Pee on a tree, a jaggedy dark patch
Blonde summer grass, a sensuous scratch.
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The gate is open just a chink
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The gate is open just a chink
Should I go through, what do you think?
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I'm going out the door
In search of a why and wherefore
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Do you see the land of promise
Or has it been taken from us.
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Talk in real life
Either way there can be strife.
Talking in real life can be difficult. Lean on a gate,
It will be great.
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Splash in the sea,
Wait and see.
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The beach is deserted
Except for some kelp
We walk in the shallows
I give a joyous yelp
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A ray shoots under my foot
Gone in a blink
A split second shadow
No need to think
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All is shimmers.
The waves flat and languid
Breakers unfinished
Don't care if I'm stupid