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Melbourne Moments

My usual stomping ground is Asia, maybe having lived there I feel an infinity with its culture and beauty so when I visited Melbourne recently, I felt I had landed in a foreign place!  The cold wet weather was a change and a challenge from the warm humidity I am used to.  But on the first day exploring the city I came across an unexpected Korean Festival; the first of its kind in Melbourne.  Men, women and children dressed in Korean national clothing – beautiful bright colours to brighten up a dreary day –  the perfect light for photographing people. blog1

Melbourne is well known for its thriving art scene.  Galleries and museums line the obvious and not so obvious footpaths. Contemporary work, indigenous art and Australian impressionism fill art spaces, while the cafe cluttered lane-ways show off impressive graffiti artists who bring life to the bland brick walls. And one of the best aspects – it’s all within half an hour’s walking distance.Melbourne Arts Centre.

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The main hub of Melbourne is situated around Flinders Street Station, iconic for its Edwardian architecture.  Built in September 1854 it has been carefully preserved and today people still rely on the old analogue clocks for train times.  At anytime, day or night people can be seen congregating around its bustling entrance.Flinders Street Station, melbourne City.

Melbourne’s Trams – zigzagging across the city area are a fantastic way to get around.  The City Circle tram is complimentary and you can hop on and off whilst listening to the running commentary about each attraction available at its many stops.  There are two of these lovely old trams each heading in the opposite direction.Tram at Flinders Street Station

The colourful beach huts of Brighton Beach remind me of my childhood spent at Bexhill-on-Sea, England – little houses lined up on the beach, full of buckets and spades, the promise of summer and hidden treats.Beach huts, Brighton Beach.

And just along from Brighton Beach you’ll find St Kilda’s Pier. Here you can see Melbourne City’s skyline – quite something at night, reflecting in the waters of Port Phillip.  Does Asia still win me over?  Yes, but I have to say Melbourne has personality and it’s certainly worth another visit.St Kilda Pier, Melbourne, Victoria.

Backyard Scenery – Dunes of Lancelin

 It’s easy to miss scenery in your own ‘backyard’ – Lancelin Sand Dunes lie an hour’s drive north from my home town in Western Australia. I finally made time to visit the 2km long sand dune valley this past weekend. With sand-boarders, four wheel drives and motorbikes screaming over the dunes it was tricky finding a quiet spot – but I spotted a single cloud over some dead shrub……..


And some four wheels drive tracks…….


Another quiet spot ….. and some rolling dunes with a backdrop of blue skies – wonderful!

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Some contours and ripples of warm sand – good for the wide angle lens – but not good for changing lenses where there are zillions of tiny particles of sneaky sand searching for a warm sensor!


People!  I always love people in my images; however small and faraway they add a sense of scale that help tell a story.

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Just as the sun sets a lone figure appeared on top of a dune! He stood still momentarily – just long enough to photograph him, then walked away. I think I’ll be returning in the not too distant future….

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Customs of Burma

Burma is steeped in Theravada Buddhism, the Burmese live and sleep their belief system and it is evident everywhere you go.  In Bagan (Pagan) I was stunned into silence (which is quite rare for me!) when I looked out from temple steps to witness a vista of over 4,000 temples – it is literally a breathtaking sight – pagoda spires dot the landscape as far as the eye can see.  The mind can only marvel at the workmanship involved in building the temples between the 11th and 13th Centuries.  I bet many a calloused hand took part in the hard labour.  In each of the temples there is a seated Buddha for worshipers to pay their respects.  Though only statues, the figures emanated peace and strangely seemed to nourish the soul.

Budha statue, Temple, Bagan, Myanmar.

At sunrise, hot air balloons emerge through the trees and float across the plain – every few minutes the quietness is interrupted by a whoosh as the flames keep the vessel afloat.  They float so close to the temples you can almost talk to the people inside!

Balloons over Bagan ancient temples, Myanmar.

Every night you’ll find candles burning in temples as young and old worship Buddha.  The whole base of the stupa is often surrounded by burning candles lighting up the darkness as the sun goes down.

Candles lit for prayer, Shwezigon Paya, Bagan.

Famously known as the Long Necked women, the Padaung Tribe are from the Kayah state, also known as the Karen or Karin women.  I had a difficult time photographing these beautiful women.  In the past the rings were applied purely for customary beliefs – now for an entirely different reason in some areas. Today many younger Padaung women are ferried across the border to Thailand to provide tour groups with photo opportunities.  The rings are extremely heavy and at age nine they start wearing 14 rings up until they are old enough to reach the maximum 32 rings!  Once on they are never removed – this often causes the collar bone to deform.  The women I met were very graceful and welcoming – I asked how it felt to wear the rings and how they lived with them on a daily basis.  They smiled humbly and said they were no problem at all – I found that hard to believe though as a full set weights around 10 kilos. In photographing this culture, I felt perhaps I was promoting the use of the rings.  I wanted to highlight the reasons behind their exploitation – although this is not always the case depending on where they live and their age.

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Ramblings of late….

I keep telling myself my aim is to keep my blog regularly updated with my latest work and travel tales – but somehow it seems to slip down the ‘to do’ list.  I am hoping to to push it up : ).

Myanmar (Burma) had been on my bucket list for some time. I have a sneaky feeling I sneaked in just at the right time before it became too popular on the over trodden tourist trail.  Myanmar’s people are humble and gracious; they will literally bend over backwards to help you find your way and point you in the right direction.  Although some words do get lost in translation and you can end up walking for hours!  After ‘listening’ to many pointed fingers along a railway track we finally found the old train that circumnavigates Yangon stopping at 37 stations – it well worth the zigzagging walk.  The stations are full of characters that showed as much interest in us and we did in them. A portrait photographer’s dream.

Portrait of teenage boy in train, Yangon, Myanmar (Burma).

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The colourful train stations were a small highlight, when you add the unique iconic Inle Fishermen and the warmth of the Buddhist monks into the mixture things begin to make you wish you had way longer than two weeks to soak up the Burmese culture and landscape.

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As a rite of passage, men are supposed to enter into monkhood twice in their lives, once as a novice aged between 10 and 20, and once as a fully ordained monk any time after their 20th birthday. In line with the Buddhist philosophy of removal of desire for materialism and want, everything a monks owns or consumes is supposed to be donated by the lay community. A life very different to how we are raised in western society.

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These are just a few images I wanted to share to get the ball rolling.  I will be adding more soon.


I have recently returned from the unique island of Madagascar after having been lucky enough to travel as a guest with tour company Travel Directors  (check them out!).  After busing around the county side for just over two weeks I am still ploughing my way through the many varied images I look along the way.  With Madagascar having 18 culturally diverse tribes and some of the worlds rarest wildlife I was often in awe of my surroundings.  It is one of those countries that gets under your skin and makes you want to dig a little deeper as each culture has their own completely set of  often quite bizarre customs.  I would like to return one day and spend time soaking up a lifestyle that is both foreign and fascinating to mine.  Here are some images I am beginning to process.

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Madagascar doesn’t see many tourists so we are quite an odd sight when we stop along the road (especially for a bush toilet stop!) – children appear from what seems like quite far away within a few minutes – even the poorest of villagers are covered in large grins when they come and visit with us.

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Women/girls start having babies from as young as thirteen and many will have as many as 8-12 per family.  Many villages have no medical treatment and many children die at birth through lack of care and no family planning  education.  Local plants/herbs are used for medicinal uses – western medicine is unheard of in many areas.

The zebu (cow) is considered an item of wealth in Madagascar, the more zebus a person owns the wealthier they are.  More zebus, more wives! (more problems : ))

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Rickshaws are everywhere throughout Madagascar – the strong men that carry them run through the towns barefooted transporting people with little effort.