Grandfather’s Turntable.Nikon FM2Delta 1600Shot on film

Grandfather’s Turntable.
Nikon FM2
Delta 1600
Shot on film

Man at Window.Minolta X300Delta 400 BWShot on film

Man at Window.
Minolta X300
Delta 400 BW
Shot on film

Rebekah.Minolta X300Delta 400 BWShot on film

Rebekah.
Minolta X300
Delta 400 BW
Shot on film

Dad’s brushes.Nikon FM2Delta 1600Shot on film

Dad’s brushes.
Nikon FM2
Delta 1600
Shot on film

Japan. Minolta X300Delta 400 BW

Japan. 
Minolta X300
Delta 400 BW

Rediscovering my unpublished photographic work from the past year has been an interesting experience. Like venturing into the attic, upturning dusty boxes and sifting through the odds and ends collected; finding things I never thought I had and having the opportunity to enjoy those moments all over again. This photograph is one of them, and stands for much more than just the intangible ones and zeros it really is.
At this time (Circa 2013) I was sitting in my three meter by three meter cell that I called home in the share house I domesticated in North Strathfield. It was about 10pm and because I had recently relocated from my home town to the city, I had no real friends that I could call.
Blah blah lonely blah anyway I found myself toe-deep at the most beautiful beach in the world: Bondi.
One thing led to another and I took this photograph.

Rediscovering my unpublished photographic work from the past year has been an interesting experience. Like venturing into the attic, upturning dusty boxes and sifting through the odds and ends collected; finding things I never thought I had and having the opportunity to enjoy those moments all over again. 

This photograph is one of them, and stands for much more than just the intangible ones and zeros it really is.

At this time (Circa 2013) I was sitting in my three meter by three meter cell that I called home in the share house I domesticated in North Strathfield. It was about 10pm and because I had recently relocated from my home town to the city, I had no real friends that I could call.

Blah blah lonely blah anyway I found myself toe-deep at the most beautiful beach in the world: Bondi.

One thing led to another and I took this photograph.

Sarah Hamilton has been known to me for about a decade now, through high school, music, and also (funnily), Tony Abbott’s daughters. (Australia’s Prime Minister)
She approaches fashion design from an innovative perspective: “Innovative” may seem like the typical or dare I say ‘cliché’ response of the modern creator, however Sarah is able to capture with ease the aesthetic element of popular culture in the innovative way no other could.
Now while I may not be a fashion savvy critic like Richard Blackwell or Steven Cojocaru, It doesn’t take a fool to notice that nothing says creativity like limitation.
Here’s a sneak peek from Sarah Hamilton’s Minimalist Project.

Sarah Hamilton has been known to me for about a decade now, through high school, music, and also (funnily), Tony Abbott’s daughters. (Australia’s Prime Minister)

She approaches fashion design from an innovative perspective: “Innovative” may seem like the typical or dare I say ‘cliché’ response of the modern creator, however Sarah is able to capture with ease the aesthetic element of popular culture in the innovative way no other could.

Now while I may not be a fashion savvy critic like Richard Blackwell or Steven Cojocaru, It doesn’t take a fool to notice that nothing says creativity like limitation.

Here’s a sneak peek from Sarah Hamilton’s Minimalist Project.

The Grand Budapest Hotel

The Grand Budapest Hotel