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Showing posts with label caloundra. Show all posts
Monday, January 27, 2014
Monday, December 23, 2013
Shrimps on the BBQ
I'm off to see a man about some prawns (shrimps)
for tomorrow's Christmas lunch,
so this is a quick post-modern post
with a mashup of some new
and some old imagery
- all taken with the Canon 7D.
Sunday, December 22, 2013
The Red M&M
My surfing buds reckon I resemble a big M&M when I'm floating in the lineup with my red Gath helmet on. No idea why.
And they seem to confirm the M&M theory. Thanks buddy.
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Something Old
This week's theme (as endorsed by brides around the world):
Something old,
something new,
something borrowed.
something blue
Mooloolaba Rivermoth. Sunset late 1980's. These pilot boats had twin Rolls Royce engines and were quite a sight heading out when there were large swells. Somehow they would pull up beside a monstrous tanker and the "pilot" would scamper up a ladder and then guide the newcomer into Moreton Bay and the Port of Brisbane.
Hand held slow exposure with a Metz strobe that still works fine today. This was our local evening stroll on a sunday evening, when we lived about a kilometre south. A couple of times the rivermouth silted up and you could surf from Point Cartwright down the river, whilst avoiding boats.
Kings Beach, late arvo. Nikonos V 35mm Kodachrome. This was the camera I used to shoot from the water with and must have had a frame or two left on the 36 exposure roll. I quite like 35mm focal length on a 35mm camera - little wider than normal but not too distorted.
I was never much good at street photography, but quite like this one. Of course the Kiosk is long demolished and replaced with some sort of bland structure.
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Monday, December 9, 2013
Closer **

Closer ** was the last album by Joy Division. I still have the vinyl. Great monochrome photography by Bernard Pierre Wolff.
Today's sunny, colourful post is the antithesis of that bleak music.
Sometimes you have to get closer.
Which is why I wear the red helmet when shooting in the water.
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Missing Moffs Moments 2
HUGE APOLOGIES to my regular readers and Moffatts mates wondering where their photos got to. (Email me at: brinetimes@gmail.com )
Within an hour of downloading 1000+ shots of Moffatt the other morning, my laptop emitted a burnt wiring odour and decided to retire after 7 or 10 years of loyal service, which is like 100 human years.
I'm not sure how long it's been, but it was the white Macbook 13".
We went everywhere.
Governments came and went.
Despots fell.
Heros died.
The little white lappie just kept on digesting all manner of images - shots of weddings on the beach at Noosa, Maldivian moments, Morocco, WA, the NSW Central Coast and a trillion old analogue film scans from last century.
Thank you little white darkroom-in-a-box.
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