Tag: Melbourne

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I took this photo on the sly – which isn’t my usual style. I usually like to make sure that my subjects know I’m photographing them … so when I checked it to see what he looked like on camera, I asked if I could take his photo. He shrugged – I’m not sure if he was noncommittal or just didn’t understand me. I asked his name and he shrugged again. I like to think that he didn’t speak English rather than him wanting to ignore me.

But he has a great face, doesn’t he?

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There’s another photo of him on my Instagram account.

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I often take photos of strangers. I am always careful who I approach – I often spend quite a bit of time trying to determine if they’re friendly. Not with this guy. His smile told me that I had nothing to worry about.

This is Nouhe (pron. Noah). He’s from France, and I happened to catch him as he sat on the steps of H&M in the Bourke St mall (the old Post Office) on the weekend.

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Listening to buskers is easy in Melbourne – there are so many of them and the vast majority are fantastic. Just like Kit Watts. Fabulous sound and a great performer.

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Retirement is good for my big sister Debbie. She was able to spend some time with us last week in Melbourne, and found plenty of pockets of solitude and quiet around the city. Here she is at Rippon Lea, a National Trust property, where she whiled away the afternoon.

You can read about her visit here.

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A trip to the Dandenong Ranges has become a regular part of our life here in Melbourne. When the city starts to feel like it’s closing in, we head for the hills. Literally. Being amongst the trees brings an immediate feeling of peace. One of the gardens we visit when we’re in the area is the Alfred Nicholas Gardens.

At the bottom of the garden (and the bottom of a hill) is a lake. On the lake is an island. Linking the island and the shore are a series of bridges. On this bridge is my husband Tim. In the distance is another man, a stranger, who told Tim as he walked past that he had good taste in shirts.

I thought the symmetry was pretty neat.

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Posted in Life, Melbourne, Writing

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I came across Angelina in the city, sitting on an upturned milk crate, a typewriter in front her and a sign saying “I’ll write you a poem while you wait”.

Now that’s an offer I couldn’t refuse!

Angelina asked me for a word and as I’m doing a Faces of Melbourne project on Instagram, that became my ‘word’. So here is Angelina’s poem:

Faces of Melbourne

A sea of people in the corners
of a chessboard city,
passing lives,
drifting stories,
and suddenly – Poetry.
A gift of the briefest meeting
A moment of contact, sweeter
for its fleeting nature.
It is our faces, here
in the place where worlds collide
down the length of the patient Yarra
the ancient dirt beneath
our concrete kingdom,
and we.

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Red berries with rain … that could be the first line of a poem!

If you feel so inclined, why not craft something and share it in the comments section below.

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