The cavernous space is quiet and suffused with late afternoon sunlight … Deb receives some tragic news and sits in quiet contemplation.

The cavernous space is quiet and suffused with late afternoon sunlight … Deb receives some tragic news and sits in quiet contemplation.

On one of Sydney’s railway stations, Tim sits in a cloud of communication.

In Sydney’s Hyde Park, Haruki skates in a swarm of controversy.

I asked Haruki (I admit to not knowing his name at this point) to do a jump so I could shoot him in the light bouncing off the War Memorial. An elderly couple (read: older than me) roundly castigated us both – Haruki for skating and ‘potentially killing a small child’, me for ‘encouraging him, particularly as I was old enough to know better’. It was a moment of instant bonding with my new friend Haruki.
In Sydney’s Hyde Park, a man sketches in a swell of creativity.

In Sydney’s Pitt St mall, a woman sits in a pool of listening.