A Sunday picnic and sculptural reflections…
Category: Photography
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On the last day of spring there’s still so much promise.

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They open when the sun is on them, and close when it isn’t. I know how they feel!

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Sunshine for the soul …

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I spot her as we walk through Myer on our way to Melbourne Central, and quickly say to Tim, “I’m going to follow her”.
But I couldn’t, not without offering to help carry her (very) heavy bag. She talked to me of her son, who had died recently, a (very) heavy burden for her to bear, and of her stroke which had caused her to forget things. We walked a few steps, stopped to talk, and walked on.
She used to work in Myer, many years ago – her first job after arriving in Australia from Malta in 1958. Her father had a Humber and would park out the front of Myer, go to the markets and then pick her up when she finished work at lunchtime.
I heard many stories, always returning to the death of her son four years before at the age of 39. She showed me photos, of him as an adult and as a child. She laughed fondly, before her eyes filled again with sadness.
I asked if I could take her photo, and she took my hand to signify her version of yeah sure.
This is Josette.

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The Myer Christmas windows, such an institution in Melbourne, were unveiled last week. They attract a huge amount of attention, and even more the closer it gets to Christmas.

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Laugh, Kookaburra, laugh, Kookaburra,
Gay your life must be!
[Lyrics by Marion Sinclair, 1932]

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Just catching the late afternoon sunshine …

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In the city this afternoon. A laneway. A nook. Red light.

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On this day six years ago I married Tim (this is him). The absolute love of my life. What a man!

