The main bar floor sits quietly beneath a grid of red-pressed metal, its surface cracked and coated in dust.
At the Terminus Hotel, pale green tiles still cling to the walls and the bar front, their glazed surfaces catching the last of the light.
A narrow timber footrail runs along the bar’s edge, worn smooth from decades of leaning elbows and shifting boots. Fixed pedestal tables extend from the tiled perimeter, tracing the footprint of a room once filled with movement and noise.
Presented on archival giclée paper with exceptional tonal range, this piece offers a richly textured glimpse into a Sydney institution paused in time.