A return to some studio work I did a few weeks ago. I love being in the studio – working with lights and light modifiers. It doesn’t matter what the subject of the shoot is, it’s the creative process of getting the light right .. actually, I don’t know if I can explain it in words. I think I might have to let my images speak for themselves.
This is Rel, one of the models supplied on the day. This shot is ‘fashion’ as opposed to portrait, or editorial, or glamour, or beauty. Who knew there were so many styles of photography?
Staying with the Sydney theme for another day … although, really, this image could have come from anywhere. All over the world people rage against injustice, and express their rage in different ways. And some photograph the man who covers himself in a sign, while others photograph the photographer.
What this image doesn’t show is busker Joe Moore, playing in the Pitt St mall … the music this man was joyfully dancing to. The dancing man signifies balance to me – the injustice he’s railing against hasn’t dampened his spirit – he can still dance with enthusiastic abandon while sending passers-by a message.
One of the entrances to Museum Station, possibly not much changed from when my parents met there on a blind date over 60 years ago. Being on the platform is like stepping back in time – the old-style advertisements, the tiles so reminiscent of a time long gone, except in memory. And Chateau Tanunda Brandy? It’s been around since 1880 … a little longer than Museum Station, and quite a bit longer than my mum and dad!
In Sydney’s Blythe St, a hoarding around a building invites me into another world.
I like Sydney.
I like the parks in the centre of the city, and the gardens at the edges.
I like the expanse of the harbour, and the ferries dotted across it.
I like the iconic buildings and structures, and the mix of old and new – sandstone rubbing shoulders with and being dwarfed by glass and steel.
I like the spaces to sit and eat lunch outside with colleagues or on your own, the breadth of Martin Place.
And I like that Martin Place always brings to mind Les Murray’s An absolutely ordinary rainbow.
It too invites me into another world.
A change of scene today. We were in Sydney a few weekends ago – the only fine weekend Sydney has had all month apparently. We did the obligatory walk around Circular Quay, mostly because Michelle works near there and we were catching up with her for lunch.
Look at this shot, and let your eyes go out of focus slightly, and then tell me which way the bridge runs.
Grace #4 … beautiful in black and white. This was supposed to be a fashion shoot, but I can never pass up an opportunity for a portrait shot!
Grace #3 … have I mentioned that I love shooting in a studio?
Grace #2 … another portrait/fashion shot from my developing portfolio.
I attended a photography workshop on the weekend – a ‘build your portfolio’ workshop. There were models and sets and lights and action. It was fabulous. I felt that I’d found my new home!
Over the next week I’m going to feature some of the (many) images I captured from the weekend. The first image is of Grace …
The finger communicates to frazzled commuters …