This statue of Australia's first Prime Minister, Edmund Barton, stands illuminated by spotlight in the suburb that was named after him. (I find night or twilight lighting of subjects like these to be more interesting (for want of a better word) than a standard daylight shot. Also, the harsh contrast from the Australian sunlight doesn't murder your metering.)

He's not quite as famous as many other countries' "founding fathers" (my old buddy Gaius Julius Caesar, George Washington, William of Normandy, et al), and doubtless many Australians would be hard pressed to name him or what he did. After all, he was merely a lawyer, lasted in the top job for only a couple of years before retiring to be a justice of the High Court, and had no significant feats of military or other derring-do to hang his fame on.

Yet the more I know of this man, the more I liked him even though I wouldn't necessarily have hung out with the dude between constitutional conventions. He was a "big picture" kind of guy, and his short stay in the Prime Ministership owed much to the fact that he couldn't bring himself down to the populist BS needed to be a "successful" politician.