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Exhibition: Eamon Donnelly's Milkbar Exhibition

15th February 2013 Exhibitions

Over the past six months Eamon Donnelly has become more and more of a regular here at Image Science and with his solo exhibition opening next week – “Shop here for value and friendly service” An exhibition of Milkbar Photography, we were more than thrilled to be printing all the images!

Eamon’s photographic record of Milkbars documents the suburban shops of yesteryear, taken over the past 5 years from within Melbourne and the surrounding suburbs. By the quality of the prints coming off the printer as I write this, the exhibition is definitely one to put in your iCal/diary!

Opening on Friday 21st February through to Sunday March 10th at Carbon Black Gallery, Prahran.

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“Shop here for value and friendly service”

A exhibition of Milk Bar photography by Eamon Donnelly.

Opening function Saturday the 23rd of February 3 – 5pm.

Exhibition runs from the 21st of February – 10th of March.

Carbon Black Gallery

188 High Street Prahran, Melbourne

“Long before the Americanised 24 hour ‘convenience’ stores and before the ‘Big Two’ overhauled how we buy our milk and bread with petrol, on nearly every third corner of the Australian suburbs lived the Milk Bar. The independent one stop shop with everything you needed to live day to day. In this constant changing world, the Milkbar represents an idealised image of the Australia we used to know, the faded signage and empty corner shops still dotted around our cities remind us of a simpler time, a time when you knew your fellow shopkeeper by first name.”

Eamon Donnelly has been photographing Milkbars for the past 5 years as a photographic record of the shops that are decayed, closed, barely surviving and fading away within Melbourne and it’s surrounds. These images form an archive of the memories we all have of those hot and sticky summer afternoon’s when you rode your BMX up the melting bitumen to the corner shop, punched your way through the plastic fly door strips and demanded an ice cream in exchange for your 40 cents in 1 and 2 cent coins.