Looking through my images from the ‘Discovery Centre’ at Hanging Rock, I am reminded that the Rock, as an extinct volcano, is described as a ‘mamelon’ – the french word for nipple, as the discovery panel image below informs us. This nipple initially oozed up as a particularly sticky, viscous lava.
According to other panels, this volcano erupted about 7 million years ago. In the film, they contradict this, with Miss Greta McCraw, the mathematics teacher, claiming it was only 1 million years old. One of the girls then hauntingly ponders on the idea that the rock has been waiting one million years, “just for us”. Seems that it may have been waiting even longer.
The information panel also tells us that labyrinth one wanders around up on the Rock, between all its pinnacle formations, is a maze of eroded fractures.
Clearly, the affective intensity of this ancient place – an the experience of wandering the eroded fractures of this viscous nipple – is commonly felt. The power of the film is that it picks up on this affectivity, resonates with it, and intensifies it further. In the Discovery Centre, they ask us to discover the mystery of the Rock, and have found a bunch of school girls to comment on the effect it has on them….
Questions keep on being asked.
A number of us at the picnic were interviewed on film for a documentary about the Rock.
Here is Ilona and Kaiser being documented:
I wonder what they said?
How were we all affected?
Does it look like we were altered by the experience, at our own Valentine’s Day picnic (sitting almost last supper-like, looking at the mysterious nipple) ?:
(the dog to the far right perhaps best articulates the impact)