Five years ago this week, this beautiful little person standing in silhouette was born and changed my world and the way I live and travel forever more.
The Grey River Road in Great Otway National Park is one of the best places to spot koalas in the wild. It also hides a beautiful, secluded picnic spot.
The 52 Weeks Series :: a photo a week, every week, in 2015. Who knew it would be so hard to choose the photos for this project? I have thousands upon thousands of photographs, and while I have them sorted by year, I certainly haven’t got a strict cataloguing system in play. I should have. While the project grows, I dare say a criteria for choosing images will unfold over the coming weeks. It’s all very subjective. What I like in terms of photography may not be everyone’s cuppa, so I’m sure not everyone will agree with the choice each week. Nonetheless, choose I will. The main aim of the project is to inspire wanderlust, with an emphasis on ecology and the environment. This week, the imposing Dark Hedges.
Once upon a time, I fancied myself as a grand photographer. I’d gaze at the works of Henri Cartier-Bresson and Mario Testino with a real appreciation of the art of capturing the moment in black and white. Armed with my film SLR, I’d wander the streets of London and try to recreate the essence of place the old masters’ images exude. For years, I’d doggedly deny the galloping of time into a new digital age. The art of photography is lost when you no longer need to think to set up a shot, I thought. I developed my films in a darkroom in Uni from time-to-time, and get lost in the quiet, organized routine of developing. There was real satisfaction seeing your images come alive before your eyes. Slowly and surely, I succumbed.
Try to make your time matter: minutes and hours and days and weeks can blow away like dead leaves, with nothing to show but time you spent not quite ever doing things, or time you spent waiting to begin.