Sunday Afternoon At The O.H.

Sunday afternoon m~ and I went to see Philip Glass at the OH.
Before the performance he gave a talk in the northern foyer.
The light was good.

Sydney Life

Ingrid Grace, marathon runner, artist, pianist, librarian.
Somewhat damaged, somewhat vengeful, taken at her friend Philip's, the old Pyrmont Post Office.

Ah, Sydney Life, the annual exhibition hosted by City Of Sydney and displayed in Hyde Park.
Who knows what they want, 800,000 entries and 24 chosen, if that's not a lottery what is?
I did manage to be one of the chosen in 2004 with this:

Sixteen Feet

Blake Prize

This is David, my brother, he's having his hair cut by a friend on the morning of his wife Rene's funeral.
I entered this in the Blake Prize, an art prize and exhibition for religious and spiritual imagery, of which it is neither, it is needless to say genuine emotion, and grief from someone who's lost his lifelong partner and love.

Manly

The last vestiges of summer

Port Kembla

The Steel City Of The South
Just a quick visit, and a nice dark and stormy afternoon it was too.

L6 west Metabolic

Ah, what is now becoming the annual pilgrimage to Level 6 for my zometa infusion.

pool

Well, I didn't make it into Head On, but of course the essay was stimulating, here are some of the photos.

The pre-dawn, Victoria Park.

Head On

My First Blog...

I rode to Walsh Bay last week to use up a roll of film.

The roll contained my shots of George for Head On, a portrait competition that I decided to enter.

George swims at dawn every day.

'George Swims For His Life, Everyday'. Or something like that. George is a teacher, same school as Mary.

Of course Mary wanted me to crop this photo, Mary wants me to crop every photo, must be the editor/teacher syndrome, always trying to help.

The head shot of George, satisfactory enough for Mary and Head On, we'll see?