A Bleak Shore

January 1st, 2013

It’s possible that I endured the highest air temperatures of my life, circling this death-encrusted inland sea, and it reminded me I was firmly in the desert, and this was never really a place for human life. Shoveling crushed ice onto my head helped a little, but there was ultimately no escaping the blazing sun that baked the carpet of dead fish and birds along the shore.

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No Love For The Desert

November 29th, 2012

I saw it while bearing down Interstate 15 through the Mojave Desert. The skeleton of a water park looming in the midday desert sun is hard to miss, surrounded by nothing, and sits quiet and sad in the blistering heat. I made mental notes to come back this way that night. I probably should have made a note of the location, too, what with the age of GPS and all. Things are hard to see at night.

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Cold Fear

October 27th, 2012

I still remember the moment when I realised I’d made a serious mistake. Sometimes you push your luck too far, don’t think hard enough about risk, or whatever, and suddenly realise just how precarious your predicament has become. It was cold, it was very wet, and an abyss of rusted metal jutted upward to greet me from where I stared down in horror.

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Déjà vu

October 26th, 2012

Yes indeed, we have been here recently, and even then it was to reflect on the number of times I’ve shot this particular spot. It probably does bear thinking further about what we do when we revisit a location, though.

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New Halo

October 26th, 2012

As ever, I’m trying to get something great from this junction, but I’m still not quite there. It’s good to get something different going on with the lighting, though. My inner lighting nerd went all retro, packed a mountain of spare batteries, and I cranked up some ancient halogen technology.

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Police Permission?

October 9th, 2012

A friend hadn’t seen the changes to what is possibly the best drain in this city, so that was our destination. We made friends with turtles and frogs, while discussing photography, and contemplated a particular kind of shot that needed a good underground location.  I suggested a stone junction way upstream, which we decided would be easiest to just drive to, seeing as there’s a manhole right there on the footpath. So, off we went.

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Viable

October 7th, 2012

Local knowledge helps a great deal at times.  People work things out over time, and get to know how to approach a location, when to do it, and what to watch out for.  And, if it comes to it, when to run like hell.

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Galactic Fulcrum

October 7th, 2012

With seven hundred daytripping kilometres behind us in my two-door bubble-car, and two hundred yet to go, the world had become a stream of highway lights in a world of darkness. Hours tend to pass in a blur, one much like the next, until something interesting looms out of the darkness and shakes a weary traveller’s brain into alertness.

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Cathedrals

September 14th, 2012

I really do like fiddling with shadows and contrast.  If there’s anything that I look at in my work and think “yeah, that’s what I do” it’s those contrasty backlit shots that pull in detail and texture.  It’s not something that would necessarily be a useful approach for everyone, but it suits my aesthetics, and I use it often.  I mean, I’ve shot wedding portraits using that lighting, originally something I just liked for drains.

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Old Maps

September 6th, 2012

Once upon a time there were waterholes here.  It’s a long time since then, though, and there’s no sign at all of water from the ground above.  The waterholes once fed a creek, which curved through low lands into magrove-lined waterways, and eventually the river.  This is the remnant of the creek, enclosed and buried.

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