It was just by chance that I peered out of my morning tram, noticing the coffee shop in the lane way between the tall buildings at first. It's called the Church of Secular Coffee after all. Then the face on the wall jumped out at me. What a pleasant surprise it proved to be. I wondered how I had never noticed her before. I had certainly noticed the coffee shop.
This is the top end of town - Paris End of Collins Street it's called. So not the usual place you see street art. This area has high end fashion shops, specialists' rooms, apartments and a few cafes in small shop fronts.
Of course, as with much of Melbourne, it's a place of contrasts. You still come across homeless people asking for money for some food and shelter for the day and night ahead. There are many business people in suits and work clothing scurrying off trains and trams to get to their first appointments on time. Then there are a few tourists wandering around, looking at the sights and taking photographs of the tapestry of old and new buildings.
As soon as I saw this lady on the wall of this lane way I recalled having read about her painting in the Melbourne papers. It had been quite a coup as I recall for the street artist to be able to use this wall, at this particular place.
Although she's hidden away I'm sure now that I've seen her I will look at her every time I walk or travel past her on a tram or car. Her eyes are looking downwards, beyond the lane way, to an unknown place in the distance. She is pensive yet vibrant and present. She almost seems more present than some of us early morning commuters making our way to work.