I’ve begun a page at the top of this site, dedicated solely to street photography. You’ll find the highlights posted there, so please do keep an eye out you might see your portrait posted. Here are some of the images captured today…
Rosie & Grace
I’ve been meaning to take a new portrait (it’s been nearly 1.5 years since I’ve done this), and finally got over my embarrassment (actually, honestly a little afraid to document my new chic wrinkles)…so went to our local park with my camera and tripod to take this portrait. I’m really happy with this image, my last one I felt I looked stern and cold hearted…
It’s been a manic week here, I’ve been running around the city getting some images for work, and also navigating my new role while still handling my old one… transitioning between the two has been mildly stressful. I’m excited despite the extra stress, as I’m going to be learning new skills in marketing.
Mike is away at the moment but we are preparing for the holidays for when he returns next week. We’ll by flying to Adelaide for 5 days, to spend time with his family…and after he heads back to work and I’ll fly solo to Melbourne to spend about a week there with some friends and finally return to Perth to celebrate the New Year with Mike.
I’ve taken the time today to relax, and despite taking this portrait in a silk dress…and red lipstick (it’s all a farce!) I’ve been wearing a sports bra and been walking 5km in the summer heat. Just lolling about like I normally do durning the day…
This morning I listed a few tracks that I’ve been really into lately… so if you’re keen for something new please take a look.
Best Coast – I’ve got something for you (a happy, fresh christmas tune…I avoid christmas music but this one is superb!)
If you like them, please share.
A few weeks ago I surprised Mike…and told him we’d be going sailing. This Monday night finally got to experience a sunset sail. We were welcomed on board with glasses of champagne and enjoyed food from the crew.
The wind was nearly 30 knots and made for a rough ride, but it also made for some exciting lurches! Mike’s never been sailing before, so this was a first for him. We both loved it.
It was such a nice evening…the sunset was stunning. There were some other lovely couples on board as well whom we got to know a bit during our time on the ocean.
There is something about being on the water and seeing nothing for miles and miles…it is humbling.
The ocean is magnificent…
This is the moon rising over Gin Gin, Western Australia.
We drove ourselves an hour out of Perth to the little known Gin Gin Space Observatory (it wasn’t open) but we decided it would be the perfect place to set up and watch some stars. Luckily the front gate was open, so we parked in a safe place and set up our blanket and pillows. We were hoping to see the milky way, but the moon was blazing (it was fire orange).
In Western Australia there is very little ambient light when you get into the countryside…When we lived on the farm in Eneabba, we were able to soak up the night sky from the comfort of our front porch…nearly every night the milky way was sprawled across the sky above us. Now, we made the observation that we literally had to drive an hour to get this view. Just another reason why we miss the farm…
We stayed and photographed the sky for about an hour, the night was chilled and the sand soft between our toes. Mike lay on the blanket watching satellite swing past, while I spent the better part of an hour photographing the silhouettes of trees against the light of the moon.
It’s incredible how much you can record from the sky… what looked like a cluster of three stars, was in fact hundreds. The camera captured light I couldn’t observe with my own eyes. In the dark we could hear sometimes hear animals moving around us. As we prepared to leave Mike noticed a few owl in the head lights of the car. They were white and small.
It’s in moments like these that I reminisce about my father showing me the constellations from our driveway. Orion’s belt was the first I ever learned of, and I always take note when I look up at the night. Last night I recalled the time he packed all 5 kids into the car and drove to a grassy field outside of our city to view Kohoutek Comet… (I was too young to appreciate the significance of this moment at the time).
We’ve decided we’ll come back next month when they have a proper viewing of the milky way through their telescope. I can only imagine what it will look like in closer detail… Stunning I’m sure.
This adventure was all a by-product of a film we saw earlier in the day. Yesterday in the afternoon Mike and I went to watch Interstellar, directed by Christopher Nolan. If you’re interested in getting a snapshot of our observable universe, please take a look at this post below.
It put’s our lives into perspective (just as the film does).
http://www.buzzfeed.com/daves4/the-universe-is-scary (it’s not scary)
There are 5 gentle kangaroo a 10 minute walk from our home…today I went for a visit. Well this beauty is questionable…it also made me jump out of my skin when I tried to open our front door this morning. It’s a 4 inch long huntsman. Not poisonous but large enough to frighten you anyway.
I was carrying a plastic bag which made these girls curious. Suddenly they were bounding toward me. Some tourists…
I’m currently reading a book Mike gave me for my birthday… “Travels with Charlie” by John Steinbeck; written in1962. His humour (he is a funny man), keen observations and opinions surprise me as being very modern and relevant even now 50+ years from when it was written. He writes about his travels around rural America with his dog. Steinbeck talks about consumerism, and American men whom flock to the forests when hunting season is open…not for the game, but to prove they are natural born hunters, even if they’ve never picked up a gun before.
Even then men frequently, accidentally killed one other out of a need to prove their own masculinity.
Anyway it’s been hard to put it down, and yet I find myself pausing and leaving it for periods of time as I enjoy it so much I want to stretch it out.
What’s the last book you read that you couldn’t put down?
Just like my habit with books, there is a song I’ve been listening to repeatedly. My sister sent it through a few weeks ago. At first I wasn’t sure what I thought….but it’s growing on me each time I listen to it.
Tribe Called Red are a First Nations group from Ottawa, Canada that have fuzed traditional pow wow songs with dub step. A group of my sisters students (she teaches on a reserve in Canada) put together a performance that had the audience throughly hyped by the end. I’m really glad to hear that First Nations music is taking hold. This track in particular is quite strong and powerful. Take a listen below…
Also taking a step in another direction… Bizarrely there are remixes of the recent comet landing. Both are total turds… I smiled when I listened, for the sheer thought that I knew it was only a matter of time before someone sampled the singing comet. I can’t even warn you how bad these are… listen at-your-own-risk.
Other new developments?
1. I’ve gone back to vegetarianism
2. I got promoted last week.
3. I’m glad November is almost over, for very personal reasons, which may or may not have to do with my partners facial hair.
We found this new type of jumping spider, I’ve not yet identified it.
Today we slept in. It’s continuing the trend, as I’ve been resting this week when I’ve not been working. Mike returned home to me on Tuesday evening and we’ve not been apart since.
It’s been a hard week, emotionally I’m up and down and often feel very exhausted. Though I will note, that I do have some things to smile about…and I should remember these things.
Mike wanted to cheer me up today so suggested we head to Fremantle and get outside to the beach.
We decided in the spur of the moment while we were there to go to an open house at a cute little beach home we walked past as it was really lovely. With a large front deck and an ocean view… The home was small, but we loved the yard and the charm of the space. It was a short stroll from the beach. Whomever lives there will be very lucky!
Mike then took me to a dog beach to watch the little furry friends run around. He was right, it did make me happy. I loved how enthusiastic and carefree they were chasing each other.
We decided to get some battered fish and chips at a popular joint Cicerello’s (hundreds of people were with us!) which has been recommended to us a few times… We ate some really good sea food (though I gagged when I saw my scallop had some green poop in the roe!) and enjoyed some beer and cider in the sunshine, while we watched the puffer fish (also in the hundreds) eat the japanese tourists fish pellets.
Mike and I got some desert to go, which tipped our bellies over the edge…but it was soooo good. We did a lot of walking and browsing shops before we took ourselves home.
There have been some very kind emails coming through, and amazing loving gestures from friends that I just want to take moment to acknowledge. Even though my body’s not letting up, you’ve cheered me up in many ways.
Thank you so much for your support, time, and love. It is helping.
Mike will be home tonight, and I’ll be glad to have him here, but I really appreciate everything you’ve all done for me so far.
Last night I returned from Canada. I was away for just over a week.
I thought I was ok this morning, I began walking with a purpose toward the city and found myself weak, nauseous, tearing, anxious and scared. I tried to eat some greens and drink water while sitting in the middle of a crowd of people. I started to panic when that didn’t help. I couldn’t reach Mike at work, so I called my sister. She spoke to me with kind, soft words, and helped me recover… I let out a few tears and felt a heavy energy leave me.
I’m slowly loosing someone I love. I’ve been losing her for a very long time.
I don’t want to say goodbye, I don’t want this to be final. I’ve resigned myself to acknowledge the facts that face me.
She is preparing to leave us here.
My mind is fighting against my body, and my body will stop at nothing to remind me how hurt I am.
The past 9 days have taken their toll on my stomach and heart.
It’s not until I cry that I find relief from my symptoms. My heart breaks not only for her, but for our families and all those who love her too.