Motorbike Baby
2:24:00 pm Location: Near the Great East Gate in Seoul, Korea.
I love the retro styled bikes that litter the streets near every university in Seoul. The nearest thing in Aus is a big Triumph but thats way to serious for me.
Note that the guy is wearing a helmet while his lady passenger isn't.
This means they are probably married.
First published photo
2:10:00 pm I received a pleasant email notifying me that my photo on schmap.com was now available on their iphone service.
I had totally forgotten about this photo and the fact that it had been published. They must have stumbled upon the photo while scouring flickr for photos of the Alexandra gardens.
Its a pretty old photo, taken before I even owned a camera. I had borrowed my house-mate's camera for the day, a really basic point and shoot. This photo still makes me smile, though I do somewhat cringe at the heavy sharpening and dodgy jpeg coding and tiny image resolution. Nuri and I were lying in the grass, stomach full of picnic goodies, looking up and the birds flying through the trees on this crisp autumn afternoon. Such a great moment, all the worries of what was to come in our lives, the impossible situations we both faced, all dissolved away to the sound of wind through the autumn leaves.
Tracks & Alleys
4:26:00 pmLocation: Highett Street, Richmond, Vic
While driving along late one afternoon I was hit by a sudden burst of inspiration and luckily had my camera in the glove box. Below is a view of the same street which somehow looks quite dreary through the eyes of Google. Can you spot the place from which this photo is taken?
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3:26:00 am Location: Somewhere in country Victoria
The road was nice and warm, much like in a luxury car.
On a more contemplative note, this photo somewhat explains my life. You see Esther, the subject in the photo, is looking back down the road. Looking at what we have already passed where this is nice scenery with cows and rolling hills. No doubt there are more rolling hills and cows over the crest in the background of this shot but that isn't where her attention is.
This is like me is a way.
I'm always looking back at what has been and I see a pretty busy picture. However in doing so I feel like I am missing out on the view of what lies ahead.
Sure it might me more cows and rolling hills, but it might be different. As in this photo there might be a festival with swimming pools of lemonade, amazing acrobatic feats and wicked good food stalls just ahead.
But I wouldn't know until I had already passed it because while I am travelling forwards I’m facing the wrong way. I’m looking backwards.
Like driving with you eyes fixed to sternly in the rear view mirror that you don't see the fluorescent horse ahead of you until it too is in the rear view.
Time to look ahead.
(Brightly painted horses are in the streets of Glenferrie every spring racing season. I knew they would make a handy metaphor one day)