Thursday, January 28, 2010
Click on images for larger viewLos Angeles 1975. I love the moment of the marching lady when she swings her arm a little higher. In those days I stalked people and waited for these moments. I was a hunter with a camera and isolated my quarry.
Wellington 2010. These days I wait and watch for images to appear in front of me. When they do it's like a gift from the gods.
Last Sunday I went to the Gay and Lesbian 'Out in the Square' for a bit of old fashioned stalking. There were colourful excited people everywhere but it didn't work, and I saw nothing other than the ordinary. As I left I shot the playing child, which I like. It was the best I could do with my older eyes.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Sunday, January 24, 2010
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Sitting in the St James cafe in Courteney Place and wondering what I'll do next and a new image was there right in front of me. After a little work I have the legs, focus, framing, balance and exposure almost right. The truth is the camera was on auto and I just went click.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Click on image for larger viewI found the Dandelion Dog while waiting to see Prince Wills last Monday. Actually the dog was more interesting. The owner had tied it to a tree with flax as she desperately tried to shake hands with Willy. The dog got free and vanished into the crowd.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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The photo above I found in Manners Mall the other day. I like it because it feels like a set up or a frame from a movie. I think it's because they are walking in step like models. It reminds me of the photo (at the top) I made of marching people in the early 90s. It appeared in my second book (Just A Word 1996) and remains a favourite.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
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Back in Nelson after 8 days camping in the outbacks of Tapawera. A place called Tui. It is a fascinating place of rustic farms, metal roads and mysterious photographs which ask questions. A musical gathering of folk and country singing people, and of course (old time) banjos (my favourite instrument).