Sunday, July 5, 2015. Thermal and Not so Thermal. Here I am wrapped up in my cloaks, cold itself. And yet, significant signs of life are surfacing. Bravo, Hercules, I say. This is winter? Thursday, May 28, 2015.

Sleep walking to the future. Red Alert, Hollywood style. Banging the drums of war. Coalition for a Realistic Foreign Policy.

But on Saturday evening, I joined my fellow film photographers from the Melbourne Silver Mine Inc. To be part of a commission from the White Night festival. An all night long event that only half a million folks wandered into the city. And the first floor of Transport Hotel. 8211; two great views of the Princes Bridge.

Leica Chronicles, Snaps and Cliches. Mapping the space outside of Adelaide. I have been bunkered down in the digital studio in front of the computer scanning the 1980s archival medium format negatives for The Bowden Archives and Other Marginalia. During the heat of the summer, others are from day trips through the Adelaide Hills. And Mt Lofty Ranges;. Though some of these photographs are concerned w.

I continue to plug away on the coastal abstractions whilst I am on my morning and evening poodle walks. Plug away because I am not sure what I am going to do with this body of work. A quartz abstraction made whilst on a poodlewalk. This looks back to that time, when as argued by photo historians such as Lyle Rexer. I made some sea abstr.

Portfolio of images of the Littoral zone, which is the part of a sea, lake or river that is close to the shore. I have been wondering what to do with the body of Littoral Zone images that I am continually photographing with a digital camera whilst I am on my morning and evening poodle walks. Just a lot of images that I am unsure what to do with. Made whilst on a recent poodlewalk.

One coastal subject matter that I had started to explore was the dried salt ponds among the rocks along the coast west of Petrel Cove. I had started to scope them with a digital camera. Then I saw the photograph of salt ponds. I quickly found them to be very ephemeral- there in the morning, gone in the afternoon. So I spent several days on the various poodle walks.

A series of images taken with a film Leica in a digital world. A picture of the past. A picture of life in a frontier mining world of Andamooka. Is that the dust from the mine tailings was everywhere, layered over everything. It was hot and the atmosphere was arid.

The fissures in Australia are deepening and broadening after the global financial crisis due to the growing geographical inequality, the changing nature of work in a neo-liberal society- the re-emergence of the precariat. And the politics of austerity. Documentary photography after the global financial crisis.