I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … but this flower reminds me that there is sometimes warmth there.

I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … but this flower reminds me that there is sometimes warmth there.

I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … and have come face-to-face with the old-fashioned-ness at my parents’ house.

I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … and I miss him like crazy!

I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … and this image shows just how far.

I’m a long way from the cold and greyness of Melbourne … but this image takes me back there.

Hope you get back on your bike again soon, Dad.

Variation on an iris …

Getting the light right is more difficult than it may at first appear.

A sunny afternoon, albeit a cold one.
A trip to Port Melbourne.
A shot across three lanes of traffic.

This image speaks of mystery: the rocks close in, the sky darkens, the figure leans in, searching the light.
There is story here: what is he searching for? What is left that he could find? What questions plague him, all these years later?
He searches, then turns and simply walks away.
