The day I met a living Legend…..
Guest blog by Anita Bromley
Images by Anita Bromley and Danielle Lancaster
Images by Anita Bromley and Danielle Lancaster
I noticed him immediately, sitting in a vinyl lounge chair
on casters, legs covered with a multi coloured crocheted rug, staring up at the
flat screen TV. I wondered if he actually knew what was currently showing and
if he even was taking in the information or it was simply a way to pass time, a
different view from his room with pale walls and a few token framed photographs
reminding him of times gone past.
Times where he was yes, younger, but back when his daily
view was of wide open spaces in outback Queensland. Views of sunsets you have
only ever seen in print and wonder to yourself – was that photo enhanced? Could
there actually be sunsets that stunning in colour? Views of dust storms rolling
in over the local Pub, sweeping the red dirt and the many stories each speck
holds down the wide streets of a very, very small town. When you have worked
all your life on the land being self sufficient and self-funded until the ripe
old age of 92. How does that change the workings of your mind when you retire
to a small nursing home and your legs just aint what they used to be.
Frank Purser is a character that everyone it seems in the
greater western Qld knows or knows about. Just the day before when I was
speaking to a group of photography students I came to an image in our
presentation, one that has become quite iconic to me personally, I heard from
someone in the group “That’s Frank!
Frank Purcell! He’s just over the road here in the nursing home….”
I can only imagine how shocked I would have looked. I first
saw this image back in 2009 on my first visit to Bluedog and have since lost
count of the times I have viewed this image of Frank. Frank, standing in front
of the iconic Birdsville Hotel, beer in hand, grin on his weathered face, black
headphones (his hearing aid) on his head with a large and looming dust storm
encroaching over the roof of the Pub. Never did I imagine back then that I
would actually have the chance to meet him in person.
The image of Frank outside the iconic Birdsville Hotel as a dust storm rolls in
as seen by Anita so many times in the Bluedog Photography Beginner Workshop - composition session. Image by Danielle Lancaster
as seen by Anita so many times in the Bluedog Photography Beginner Workshop - composition session. Image by Danielle Lancaster
So how does the mind weather over time when it makes that
big change from being active along with your body, to still and seemly confined
when you compare it to the bulk of your life? Well it seems, for some, for
Frank at least the mind stays pretty well sharp. Within minutes of Danielle and
I arriving at the Nursing Home, Frank recalled the day Danielle took that image
and the next half hour the two of them relived old times, stories and the
people they both knew. Maybe an active life in your younger and adult years
keeps the mind sharp in old age? Maybe that is the secret? Time will only tell.
All I can say is that when I shook Franks hand as we left to catch our flight
back home my thoughts were already anticipating my next visit to Charleville
where I certainly hope Frank is still in residence.
Danielle and Frank catch up.
Images by Anita Bromley
Images by Anita Bromley
I can only image the pride
Danielle must feel to know that the image that has become so iconic to myself
and many others associated with Bluedog, stands framed along with the article
written about Frank, pride of place on his mantel in his room.
Note from Danielle:
I won't say I did not have a tear in my eye when I farewelled
Frank this day Anita speaks of above recently in Charleville . I remember well
as we were entering the nursing home saying to Anita, 'He'll most probably not
remember me." And he did immediately. I felt such a privileged person when
his face lit up with that smile I had come to know and love so much on my
visits west. To have worked till nearly 93 and now just about to enter his
second year on the pension is a story that needs to be told.
We did laugh about
all sorts of things: snakes in swags, the bonus of a nip or rum nightly that
his doctor says won't hurt him a bit, our mates and what's happening in
Birdsville, how Don and Cooper are fairing up taking over in Frank's shoes
keeping the beer cold at the Birdsville Hotel and how the old red girl is still
going (she was Frank's truck).
Frank was awarded the 'Legend of Birdsville' this year -
that's another image taken by me hanging in the framed print given to him for a
story I did a few years ago now for 4x4 Australia, RM Williams Publishing and News
Limited and some others.
Thank you Anita for writing this, it is a blog I will cherish as one of those special ones in my life.
Good on you Frank, you are truly a legend.
You'll find them hanging in galleries, at Outback Spectacular, printed in books and magazines, on pub walls, and there's too many more in her archives to make a list, however Danielle's compassion and dedication to photograph most she meets has produced an amazing collection of portraits of the people of western Queensland at their home, in play and at work.
Image by Anita Bromley
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