Its been almost 5 months since I actually went to phillip island (as depicted below)
clearly a massive fail thats it taken me this long to post these pictures... suppose I have a tendency to live in the past anyway
this was taken by my beautiful friend libby, I love lending people my camera, it's like seeing the world through their eyes for a day; I already spend alot of time daydreaming what it would be like to someone else... though it's probably beyond my imagination
the rest I took. As you can tell I love the 'people walking along a lonely path shrowded with trees' concept, there's another picture like this in the post fresh air...
and when we sunbathing on the beach two minutes walk from our house
and when I wanted a typical, dorky, 'LOVE' sign. (oh so hard to position the camera in this photo though! guess whose holding it)
and dario when we went dune surfing on this huge sandy hill with body boards. if there wasn't a clear path, halfway down the hill one would probably fall off and roll down sideways haHA
I'm at the top of that pyramid; fell off and rolled my ankle in a weird way when I think it was aaron (on the bottom left) gave way. never being the top of a pyramid ever again.!
aaron climbing up the dune/hill of sand (yeah, those little dots in the distance are people)
kira sleeping (which she did for most of the holiday) and kitty
to whom it does concern,
the view from the top of the dune
hayley. the water looks beautiful, but even with the sun, it was so so cold
and the entire group of us. darius' dad took this photo. here goes -
james, bronwyn, aaron, alison, jono, darius, kitty, libby, emma, kristyn, kira, hayley and I.
the trip was amazingly free. the first time I've been away from all authoritative forces (parents, teachers, etc.) for an entire week. that^ was just before we were to go home
Thursday, April 1, 2010
Friday, January 1, 2010
a cemetary where i marry the sea
so maybe i love pictures of the beach far too much; and people dressed in ridiculous outfits for strange athletic events. which makes me feel a bit copyright Rennie Ellis; oh dear.
but where else can you find such inspiration as on the beach? urban landscapes are waaay overdone. i suppose people are always a good thing to shoot. sometimes i think Australia bores me, i really should try and find the beauty in it... but that can be surprisingly difficult in a place you've spent the last 10 years in. i mean obviously not Australia as a whole (wow that would be a gross misrepresentation!) just maybe Mount Waverley. i keep trying to revisit the awe i felt on first arriving in Mount, so i can appreciate my home more. cold winter air, concrete jungle, Safeway. that's always fun.
so we went to chelsea beach with the family. Darren took the picture above of me in front of the playground. it was accidently double exposed with this picture i took of the laneway leading up to the beach so the playground ground now looks like a really shiny swimming pool.
the playground at dusk, with its little faux lighthouse and the shining brick outline.
there were a lot more birds on this line when i initially took the picture. probably would've made it much more effective too; did you know that if you feed a seagull panadol it'll blow up? or something like that...
darren in his little straw fedora in front of the re-occuring playground scene. i thought this was a picture from the sri lanka lot that had shown up heaps later cos its so reminiscent of a little old man with this straw hat walking along the side of a road begging, hitchhiking or trying to sell freshly cooked fish. all it needed was a bullock cart.
oh the abandoned pink bicycle. there would've been a certain air of childhood innocence about the bike if not for my ridiculous shadow peering over it. i didn't notice it until after the picture was developed and now that i think about it, all the shadow adds is a creepy pedophilic vibe to the picture. or maybe a sad atmosphere, like the little girl walking away from her childhood. i hope the bike was indeed abandoned, otherwise a little girl would probably have been a bit concerned by the fact that someone else was taking a photo of her bike.
which brings me to a rant: why is it that in the present day everyone is so concerned about creeps? i always fear when taking pictures in the street, of people on the beach, of little abandoned (hopefully) bicycles like above^ that people will misunderstand my motives as creepy. you always have to ask people now to take photos of them, privacy issues and all. if you look adoringly at a really gorgeous baby their parents are bound to be a bit concerned. of course its easier for me as im a girl and we're allowed to gurgle over children, but it'd really suck to be a guy trying to capture the beauty of his surrounds when the people inhabiting it are so hostile and anxious. all the time.
but where else can you find such inspiration as on the beach? urban landscapes are waaay overdone. i suppose people are always a good thing to shoot. sometimes i think Australia bores me, i really should try and find the beauty in it... but that can be surprisingly difficult in a place you've spent the last 10 years in. i mean obviously not Australia as a whole (wow that would be a gross misrepresentation!) just maybe Mount Waverley. i keep trying to revisit the awe i felt on first arriving in Mount, so i can appreciate my home more. cold winter air, concrete jungle, Safeway. that's always fun.
so we went to chelsea beach with the family. Darren took the picture above of me in front of the playground. it was accidently double exposed with this picture i took of the laneway leading up to the beach so the playground ground now looks like a really shiny swimming pool.
the playground at dusk, with its little faux lighthouse and the shining brick outline.
there were a lot more birds on this line when i initially took the picture. probably would've made it much more effective too; did you know that if you feed a seagull panadol it'll blow up? or something like that...
darren in his little straw fedora in front of the re-occuring playground scene. i thought this was a picture from the sri lanka lot that had shown up heaps later cos its so reminiscent of a little old man with this straw hat walking along the side of a road begging, hitchhiking or trying to sell freshly cooked fish. all it needed was a bullock cart.
oh the abandoned pink bicycle. there would've been a certain air of childhood innocence about the bike if not for my ridiculous shadow peering over it. i didn't notice it until after the picture was developed and now that i think about it, all the shadow adds is a creepy pedophilic vibe to the picture. or maybe a sad atmosphere, like the little girl walking away from her childhood. i hope the bike was indeed abandoned, otherwise a little girl would probably have been a bit concerned by the fact that someone else was taking a photo of her bike.
which brings me to a rant: why is it that in the present day everyone is so concerned about creeps? i always fear when taking pictures in the street, of people on the beach, of little abandoned (hopefully) bicycles like above^ that people will misunderstand my motives as creepy. you always have to ask people now to take photos of them, privacy issues and all. if you look adoringly at a really gorgeous baby their parents are bound to be a bit concerned. of course its easier for me as im a girl and we're allowed to gurgle over children, but it'd really suck to be a guy trying to capture the beauty of his surrounds when the people inhabiting it are so hostile and anxious. all the time.
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