You can lead a horse to water

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One of my favourite cameras is a Baby Box Tengor with Goerz Frontar lens. It takes size 127 film which is not readily available. Recently I purchased a few rolls of Efke R21 film that had expired during the 80’s. It came from Thailand and probably had been kept in its little metal canisters in the heat.

Notwithstanding these limitations, I determined to photograph one of the rituals required in agisting horses: ensuring that they have enough water to drink. I volunteered to help my partner Melody by filling the tank at the bore water tap, near the equestrian grounds, provided by the local town council.

The equestrian grounds are surrounded by bush and are run down. It is a largely working class area where people are able to afford horses, because it is distant from the big city, and most paddocks are within the sterile zones around local quarries…

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Comerong Island

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In the delta of the Shoalhaven lies Comerong Island, sitting between the Crookhaven and Shoalhaven Rivers. A channel was dug between these rivers in 1822 by convicts creating the island. The Heads of the Crookhaven River are easily navigable unlike those of the Shoalhaven which are shallow, and now are often silted up.

The island is surrounded by mangrove swamps, has endangered pockets of salt tolerant rainforest with vines and bangalow palms, casuarina belts, and grasslands. Its beach faces the Tasman Sea, with wild surf and rips. To the north Saddleback Mountain and the Illawarra Escarpment rises beyond Far Meadow above the Shoalhaven floodplain.

Crossing the channel by ferry is a chance to step into another world. After the rains, the grasslands and ponds have filled; a few fish even splash around in one. The only other souls about were a few surf fishers getting ready to cast their lines…

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Flowers on the day

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Mother’s Day seemed a good day to take photographs of flowers.

Not much is blooming in the garden except camellias, either the last or the first of the african violets, and the grevillea which always has flowers no what the season.

My daughter Honi gave her mother a pot full of colour on the day, which is now living happily by the kitchen window.

All photos were taken using my Chamonix 045F1 view camera, with Rodenstock Apo-Sironar-S 150mm lens, on Fomapan 100 film, and developed in a mix of Xtol(1.2)+Adonal(1.160).

African iris African iris

Camellia Camellia

Flower and bud Flower and bud

Grevillea Grevillea

Mother's Day Mother’s Day

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Grey days

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It feels like it might never stop raining – grey sky, grey days, grey mood.

I don’t feel like venturing far beyond Shellharbour.

After dropping my son in the village, I went for a walk out on the harbour wall.

Photos taken with Terrapin 6*6 35mm on TMax 100 and stand developed in Adonal (1.100).

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ANZAC Day reflections

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The pre-dawn light was just starting to come through the lounge room window when I awoke. I had slept on the sofa at my father-in-laws house in Teagardens where we were visiting. I arose, and prepared for a lovely dawn on the river after the huge storms in the previous week.

Outside, in the normally quiet street there was almost a traffic jam, and throngs were walking along the esplanade to the local ANZAC Park. It is a hundred years since the failed World War I invasion at Gallipoli, and the Dawn Service to commemorate, is a matter of national significance.

I left the house with my camera pack and tripod walking in the opposite direction to the human tide. As a small boy my mother had once taken me to an ANZAC Day Parade in Melbourne during the 1960s, yet she refused to join the Returned Services League (RSL)…

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Sailing stones

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Last November seems long ago now, but I have finally developed colour photos of the sailing stones at Racetrack Playa, made just before sunset on our last day in Death Valley.

It was an incredible experience – almost surreal!

I will never forget racing across the playa with a 4×5 camera and tripod, photographing the stones, just moments before each lost their shadow to the dusk.

Afterwards, it was deeply satisfying standing far out on the Racetrack as evening fell, enjoying the stillness of this remarkable place.

Sailing stones Sailing stones

Shadow on the playa Shadow on the playa

On track On track

Dusk Dusk

All photos were taken using my Chamonix 045F1View Camera, with Rodenstock Apo-Sironar-S 150mm lens, on Fuji Pro160C sheet film and developed in the Unicolour C41 kit.

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On the last weekend of September 1989, I answered the call to protect the ancient forests of south east New South Wales from being logged into wood chip. Our protests over that weekend were along a road which was being constructed into the Coolangubra near Myanba Creek.

In spite of newspaper advertisements inviting the public to visit these forests, when our large peaceful assembly and protest songs were detected (“rip rip wood chip, turn it into paper”), the Coolangubra was quickly declared closed and we were arrested. Of course this was claimed as victory by the authorities, but after a long legal battle we were found not guilty.

Driving over the Monaro and its treeless tablelands, which has practically been made arid by indiscriminate clearing and weed invasion, it is a joy to arrive today in South East Forests National Park. The tall stands of the Coolangubra still remain, and…

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