Standing in one spot pays off, especially in front of an art installation in Hyde Park, Sydney which allowed me to capture images of people stopping and appreciating the work done by the exhibiting photographers and artists.
I’m forever amazed by the inspirational work done by so many photographers from all genres and I take my hat off to anyone who gets published or included in an exhibition.
Wandering through the mall I spotted this fella enjoying himself in the virtual reality world but what attracted to me was the amount of reflections that were in the window. So I positioned myself to take a photo of people looking at me taking the photo while trying not to get my reflection in the image. Not an easy feat.
So many people walk around looking down, down at the ground. Maybe they don’t want to make eye contact with other people or they have dropped something and are looking for it. I’m not sure what it is but I decided that didn’t seem like a good idea. So the next time I was wandering around Sydney CBD I decided that I would make a converted effort to look up to see what was up there. Some how and I don’t really know how we ended up at Luna Park, Sydney. I had never been there before (also no idea why) and much to my surprise the place is full of colour and there is plenty to photograph.
Those eyes are always looking down at you and you look up at them as you enter the famous landmark. I’m not sure that the angle I have photographed the famous face of Luna Park at makes you want to enter or they appear to be rather creepy and will scare you away.
Who doesn’t love a ride on a Ferris wheel especially one at Luna Park. The Ferris wheel has been photographed numerous times at all times of day and night which always makes coming up with something new and unique difficult some times. Here I wanted to capture the glimpse of the sun peaking through the gap between the carriages as the wheel travelled around.
The Whirler is a ride where the very young are introduced to fear, the fear of being continually whirled around and around becomes vomit inducing with parents wondering why they gave them that last ice cream. I did like the sign because it has an old school feel to it and those eyes make me sick every time I stare at them for long enough.
I only noticed all the things that were up higher than eye level when I deliberately and purposefully made an effort to look up and I do mean higher than the your normal store or street sign. The lesson that I learned here is that its certainly worthwhile looking up every now and then to see what is up there.
I often wander the streets of Sydney looking for interesting subjects to photograph when I noticed this guy sitting with his two dogs in the entrance to St James train station. What caught my eye was the sign directly behind him and the sheer number of people who simply ignored him as they went about their lives.
Normally I don’t like to photograph people who are homeless for many reasons and the main reason is that I don’t want to or seem to be taking advantage of them but I couldn’t resist asking him if he minded if I took his photo.
Walking up to him, I stuck my hand out and introduced myself, asking him about his dogs and he told me their names and that one was the mother and the other the daughter but for the life of me I can’t remember which. The blue heeler that he is holding growled at me but the blue heeler at his feet didn’t mind a pat. He put down his harmonica and let me take this photo. I asked him if he minded if I took his photo. Much to my surprise he said yes.
I only took two photos and showed him the end result on the LCD screen. He said was pretty happy with the results and after a few more minutes of talking to him, I shook his hand, threw a few dollar coins in and left. Since I have downloaded the image and processed it I have this desire, this want to print the image in a decent size, say 12×10 and then give it to him. He won’t be able to eat or drink the photo but I think the problem I’ll have is finding him again to give him the photo.
I think it paid off walking up to him and speaking to him. What do you think?
Lets start the year with something a little bit of fun. I have named this guy The Bubble Man because nearly every time I wander through Hyde Park during a weekend or a public holiday I come across him. He does these amazing tricks with huge bubbles and of course the kids are attracted to bubbles and adults are reminded of the time that they used to be able to play with something so simple but fill your day with loads of fun.
The Bubble Man manages to get the bubbles up high and they float through the air with parents watching on as their kids reach high as bubbles gently float towards their waiting hands. Every now and then an over excited kid will wander across the line into the the bubble magic area where he quickly ushers tham back across the line before he continues his bubble magic.
Sometimes he will ask for a volunteer from the audience and this guy was pretty eager to get in and have a go. The Bubble Man asked him to hold an oversize champagne glass and The Bubble Man created a large bubble in the champagne glass and then filled it with what looked like smoke.
Once completed The Bubble Man encourages the volunteer to pop it using his face.
Looks like fun and certainly reminds you of when you were a kid and how much fun you could have with bubbles. If you see him in Hyde Park, watch what he does and if you feel like it, drop a dollar or two into his collection hat.
Literally stumbled across a huge display of photos that had been hung in Hyde park, Sydney CBD. As it turned out there was a showing of about 10 finalists in a competition run by Art & About Sydney. These photos were mighty impressive and as you can see they are huge covering diverse subjects about Australia.
It wasn’t until after the photos had been downloaded and I had started to process the images that I realised both women in the shots have their backs to me. It was unintentional but it works not being able to see their faces which certainly makes you wonder, what do they think of the photo?
This lady stood in the middle of Pitt St Mall and talked on her phone oblivious to everyone else around here. What caught not just me eye but also the eye of the other photographer was that she was different, different to everyone else.
I’m pretty sure someone said ‘Bring a milk crate!’ but didn’t and wished we had because everyone was standing on them and the crowd was about 10 deep. It was impossible to even get close to the front and that’s when I realised that the milk crate would have definitely come in handy. We would have been able to see the parade and all that goes on around it. To add to the Mardi Gras is chaos of not just the people watching but also the people participating in the parade and I highly recommend that you get there a few hours early to get a decent spot or when the roads are closed to get a great spot.
These 4 Ladies had been up and down the street a few times and I was unsure if they were going to be a part of the parade or they were just having fun, either way they were more than happy to have their photos taken.
The Warriors of Mardi Gras is what I have called them and there costumes were pretty good. I asked them for a quick photo and all 4 stopped so I could grab a quick photo which turned into the crowd becoming the Paparazzi pulling the cameras and phones out taking snaps. These lads were happy to oblige with one woman shoving her phone into my hand so she could pose with them.
Even some people who were on their way to the start point of the parade were overwhelmed by sheer number of people who stopped and asked them to pose for photos with them.
And some people didn’t even need any prompting but rather pose for the camera from the start. Hope everyone had a great Mardi Gras and next year I’m bringing a milk crate !
Noticing this gent who was well out of place in the city was not hard. So I waited for him on the other side of the intersection for him to cross and come to me. When he crossed I asked him if he wouldn’t if I took a photo, he didn’t mind and his female friend kept asking me if I knew who it was. It was pretty tempting to come up with some smart remark about him being someone else like Paul Hogan.
As I snapped a few shots off he kept telling me to hurry up all the while he rolled his cigarette. Either way he’s not the real Crocodile Dundee !