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This may or may not be as good as the last picture I posted...but thought I'd share with you all another one from the shoot.
PISAC, PERU...........................................
hands that held many great grandchildren.
hands that cared and bled for many a generation
Hands that held greatgrandfather during his last breath
Photography’s new conscience
Peace sculpture on the seafront in Kusadasi town centre in the form of a giant white concrete hand releasing birds.
Grey Butcherbird has arrived for Tiffin (or smoko, or lunch). Obviously familiar with dealing with visiting humans and keen to find a meal it doesn't have to catch, kill and impale on a sharp spike up a tree.
Café in the grounds of Indigiscapes, Capalaba.
I did something similar to this last year (with the same woman even!), but I wanted to play with the 77mm this year again, so I did another shot. I think I like this one a little more anyways.
My grandson Paz is eight months and a half old by now, growing fast, learning new things everyday, exploring, getting into being an active little boy. Bless him.
I take no credit for this photo (other than the frame) as it was taken by my Son in Law who unfortunately doesn't do flickr, so I'm posting it because they are my Hands and I think he created a lovely composition here.
Maybe it's just been one of those days, gut does anyone ever feel like everyone is pulling your life in a different direction? Like everyone has control over your life but yourself? well i decided this picture sort of depicted how i've been feeling. Although i think this is all probably due to reading too much Hamlet and sleep deprivation. And yes, this picture is extremely grainy.. I'm sorry. It's very hard to shoot one handed.
Club comp, live music. Cropped from a club night earlier in the year as I hadn't anything better.
10th =
World Through the Viewfinder Day 2009
Photo stroll with Steven Hight through San Jose's Japantown.
Great fun! Good lunch, too... 8^)
Pamphlets printed by hand should be bound by hand. A lesson from a friend. This one is a Shakespearean sonnet...Number 18 "Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"