Ferry ride from Queenstown '95

I took this photo with my old Nikon F2 in 1995. Today it feels perfect as a reflection of darkish mood
I find myself in.
It also brings back memories of filling Sundays up with my teenage son somehow, to
keep some kind of connection going, struggling against all odds, as he pushed the boundaries to individuate, cutting his own path, however wild-and-woolly it seemed at the time. I'm sure today he's glad that I was able to let him explore, but I always kept a safety net suspended there (covertly). The dark and the light, the ambivalent tenuous hold one wants.

Degas and the light

I am currently doing Geoffrey Dupree's 'From Drawing to Painting' course. For the last three days we have focused pretty solidly on tone, and how it indicates space. Most of us look at colour and shape all the time. I found that I rarely look at tone. And then I thought about the painting of Degas' that I saw at the French masters recently. It's just a small painting which is probably the first painting you look at when you enter the exhibition. I stood in front of it for a long time, just absorbing the light and the space he created with light, and the absence of light. And then ofcourse there's his flawless draughtsmanship. Need I say more. But with very little colour, he allows you to enter into his illuminated world of light and space. Magic.

Shadow dancer

Rory, my partner took this image yesterday afternoon, when the sun happened to be just in the right spot, behind the Lorenzl bronze dancer I have in the window. When he showed it to me I didn't recognize her at first, it looked like a dream of her, a journey she was making in the ethers, a lone path into the light...

star burst

I found this gorgeous photo in JPG magazine, an online mag dedicated to 'brave new photography'. I find this evokes some sense of still and magic in my mind, I'm sure I've seen scenes such as this, and stood their soaking up the quite dark, and sparkling lights as they dance on the rippling surface of the water. A bit like how inspiration comes..just lightly touching the tip of your consciousness, and if you even move sometimes, it evaporates into the humdrum ho hum of everyday happenings...

Eclipse

Eclipse, originally uploaded by cYrus!.

This photo came up on a search I did for 'death flower'. Another person within my community has just died, and it feels like a time of transformation, and letting go some more.
This photo has a mixture of dark and light. There is a feeling of a group of people holding the light. I sometimes find the light of my inspiration comes after a journey into the dark.

sky jewels @ the Jungle Club

I've been neglecting this blog over the last few days, guess I'm getting caught up in the full moon vibe. However, I needed to say something, and so I've worked more on this image, which I started to create about five years ago. I always really like it, I'm not sure why, except that there's something darkly erotic and sensual going on, and the jewellery is pale sky blue and silver, which is a little unexpected with the rest of it.

Enjoying the warm dark beach

Outside right now, it is cold and gusty big rain is slapping against the glass panels in the roof, so this gorgeous late afternoon shot I took at Peregian Beach, (south of Noosa) just feels perfect, and in a way, although I'm glad to hear the rain in dry old Melbourne, that warm dark beach is just what I need to think about today.

looming sky

I've just been looking at a lot of photos on a site where you can buy royalty free images, I just looked at sky pictures. I still thought that this one I took when we visited Queensland some months ago spoke to me more about light and dark, changes and natural beauty. I took it with my little pocket Leica, while we were spinning down the freeway on our way to the coast.