Privilege

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Despite all the dark parts of life, I'm undeniably privileged to post photos of summer sunsets on my journal year after year, without fear of persecution, isolation, pterodactyls, etc.


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The woman with the fake tan stepped into my office, sat across from my desk and lit a cigarette.
At least, she would, sometime in the next 20 minutes. Smelling the future has advantages, but precision isn’t one of them.


Palm Beach

Sydney winter is so tough.

On Saturday, Vanessa and I finally crossed off Palm Beach from the list of Sydney places to visit.

We climbed up the hill.

We climbed up the hill.

At the top there was some views of the ocean.</p>
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At the top there was some views of the ocean.

Also, a light house

Also, a light house

No matter where she is,<br />
Vanessa is my guiding star

No matter where she is,
Vanessa is my guiding star

I’m walking on air

I’m walking on air

Then we went down to the sand.

Then we went down to the sand.

I found some driftwood on the shore that I decided to take an arty, high contrast black & white photo of.

I found some driftwood on the shore that I decided to take an arty, high contrast black & white photo of.

And from the very first moment I saw you.

And from the very first moment I saw you.

I never felt such emotion

I never felt such emotion

We’re closer each day…<br />
Home and away</p>
<p>Then we went home.

We’re closer each day…
Home and away

Then we went home.


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Coastal Walk

On a nice sunny day Sunday we decided to wake up at 6am and walk 28kms over cliffs and beaches and through bushland. At 7:30am we left Otford station, at the southern end of Royal National Park and started our trek to Bundeena. Here's some photos from along the way:

Enjoying the early morning start.

Enjoying the early morning start.


The morning's progress behind us.

The morning's progress behind us.


I tried taking photos of birds.

I tried taking photos of birds.


They flew away a lot.

They flew away a lot.


Vanessa tried to fly away as well, but in a joking way.

Vanessa tried to fly away as well, but in a joking way.


We had morning tea at the top of a cliff with a waterfall. I drank a fruit box.

We had morning tea at the top of a cliff with a waterfall. I drank a fruit box.


And there were dinosaurs. Then we had to leg it to catch the ferry, so I took no more photos.

And there were dinosaurs. Then we had to leg it to catch the ferry, so I took no more photos.

Night Photography

I went for a walk on a very chilly night tonight with my camera and tripod. Mainly because my holiday To Do list had "use new tripod more" on it.

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I think I've got a lot to learn about night photography, it's hard to really know what to take photos of. Fortunately because it's expensive to take good night photos they look kind of cool anyway.

Tonight was mainly about making myself take photos at night and become more comfortable with the process of deploying tripod, adjusting the settings and not being scared about muggers. Thus, it was a successful mission. I kept to only well lit streets though, and not only for exposure reasons. I theorised that staying in crowded areas would make me safer, but that didn't stop me from regarding with steely suspicion everyone I crossed paths with. I realised later that these were the same people I was expecting to protect me if I needed it, so later when I was waiting at a crossing I gave a head nod to a guy on a bicycle who pulled up beside me.

I also remembered that if I was mugged while night shooting, my tripod is solid but also lightweight and if wielded with the illusion of competence might be a deterrent.

Besides experience, all I ended up with was some clichéd North Adelaide photos. And - see if you can spot it - a thumbs up from a bored bus driver.

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