To have Darren back making music, in an intimate concert, and actually get to meet him? A dream come true… to put it in context……. it’s like meeting Paul McCartney and have him play at your local pub after the Beatles split up.
After breakfast, we took some time to explore the grounds. The sky was pretty flat and grey, but the grounds were full of bright and happy wattle trees. I have never seen anything quite so glorious up in the city.
Welcome back! I know it’s been a long time between blog posts. Back in August, Jason and I took a trip ‘down south’. Every Western Australian has a different idea of what ‘down south’ entails, but for me, it’s anywhere south of Busselton, along the west coast and almost always within the Geographe Bay and …
Jason and I have just returned from a long overdue holiday down in the south west of Western Australia. On Tuesday morning we drove down to the Boranup Forest, a stretch of Karri trees not far from the coast. It was beautiful wandering through the cool forest in the morning light, listening to the rustle of the trees, and the chirping birds.
We thought it was a perfect spot to tick off a couple of the “My place in time” photo prompts.
This is my place in time. Just a couple of quick photos today, to tick off a couple of the prompts. #13 – What arrived in the post. Beautiful artwork from French artist, Anne-Julie Aubrey. This arrived in the mail on July 23rd. Check out her online shop here: https://www.etsy.com/au/shop/TheNebulousKingdom #79 – Waiting for …
It seemed an awfully long time since I’d seen the gates open, and I couldn’t help but feel that with it being such prime land, close to the city, that it was only a matter of time before it would make way for apartments. That nagging feeling intensified when I went to photograph the Maylands Traffic Bridge before its death.
A little under a year ago, the suburb that I’ve been living in for over eight years finally got its own cafe. At its heart are the owners, Mario and Jess, an incredibly warm and humble couple who always take the time to stop and have a chat. They are always open to feedback (and act on it), and head up a beautiful team of genuinely happy and bright staff.
I have news! BIG news! Blackcurrant Photography finally has a physical presence outside of the internet and the messy collection of half finished bursts of creativity that I refer to as my office. I was contacted out of the blue in late June and asked if I would be interested in selling some of my …
On a drizzly May 10th, Jason and I took a little trip to the Highgate/Mt Lawley area to get our hands on the demonically good salted caramel doughnuts from Mary Street bakery. The bakery is always packed and noisy, so we decided to brave the weather and go for a walk instead, up Mary street and then around the block.
The area is hilly, and has good views out towards the city. I hope you enjoy the photos I took.
This is my place in time. Mary street in Highgate is really something special. Lined with thick, bushy trees, it invites a walk along it if only to view the city from across the vacant lot in the middle of it. Halfway along Mary street is where you’ll find the former monastery alongside Sacred …
Howard street, which is roughly located on St Georges Tce, between London Court and Enex 100 (but on the other side of the street near Allendale square), is home to a little cluster of stunning heritage listed buildings.
Back in February, I was alerted to the news that the bridges were being removed. These photos span two dates, Februay 8th 2014, and May 28th, 2014. The bridges are due for destruction over the weekend 31st May.
Fare-thee-well bridges. Thank you for being so interesting! I passed under you many times on train trips throughout my childhood and early working life. I hope your beams are recycled, repurposed, and loved for many more years.
So perhaps I step away from the notion that my first love is another human being. My first love was and always will be art, and in particular, photography. I would be heartbroken if the ability to record photographs was ever taken from me. It’s something I do every single day and is a huge part of who I am.