Peters' Ice Cream Factory in the Manning River Times
Peters' Ice Cream Factory was featured in the Manning River Times & National Trust Heritage Festival by Cundletown & Lower Manning Historical Society.
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01 Peters Ice Cream FactoryTaree2016
ISO 1001/6f/8.014mm
Series · 31 prints
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Peters Ice Cream Factory opened on 4 November 1939 on the bank of the Manning River at Chatham, a suburb of Taree. The opening drew approximately 5,000 people. Peters Creameries built the plant for around £60,000, with a steam-driven capacity of 1,000 gallons of milk per hour and a boiler house running four Babcock and Wilcox boilers. Cream was delivered by boat from farms along the Manning River for four decades, a trade that ran until around the 1970s. The factory made ice cream, butter, milk powder, oil, and yoghurt, and was the main employer in the Manning Valley until it closed in the late 1990s. The building still stands at Chatham, deteriorating. Listed in 1990 on the local heritage register (Greater Taree, now MidCoast Council).
Hand-signed limited editions, printed from the original RAW file. Editions run from 100 down to 25 and are not reissued once they sell through.
Made to order by Brett in Sydney, from the original RAW file. Each print is hand-signed and numbered before it ships.
Paper
Ilford Galerie cotton rag, 310 gsm. Acrylic on metallic gloss, 260 gsm.
Lead time
Unframed: 5 to 10 business days. Framed and acrylic: 10 to 20.
Peters' Ice Cream Factory was featured in the Manning River Times & National Trust Heritage Festival by Cundletown & Lower Manning Historical Society.
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