Backflipboy

Well it's time to put on the party shirt, grab a party popper, get drunk and say goodbye to yet another erratic year. Other than the shirt and the popper, that's my annual ritual. I could go on about the HUGE events of 2008 but I am pretty sure that's being done in places that take that kind of thing seriously rather than an art website. What I will say though is that 2008 was the year that I learned there is more to photography than setting a camera to "idiot mode" and pushing a button. Since I got my new DSLR in March, I have literally taken hundreds of photos both horrendous and stuff I think is of a wall hangable (yes, that is a word no

I seem to have developed a fetish for bridges. They are wonderful things to photograph because they don't move. Non moving objects are my favourite subjects to take pictures of because I know I can make a go of them. What I really wanted was a photograph of an interesting concrete bridge that carries the North F3 Freeway over Mooney Mooney Creek up towards the Central Coast but the lookout that I intended on using was closed - apparently a number of years ago but I didn't know that. Since it took me about 90 minutes to drive to this now non existent lookout, I figured that I wouldn't waste the trip and headed back the way I came to take pho

Much as I love getting out and taking photographs, I hate having to travel the distances needed to get those great shots. Sure, there is a little bit of interesting stuff around where I live but I've just about exhausted the interesting aspects of this place. Being more interested in landscape/panoramic photography, suburbia tends to lose interest shortly after I emerge from my house each day. My abandoned railway station photo that I recently submitted has a definite rural feel to it, but the reality is that it is only about 5 kilometers away from my house as the crow flies - in fact, it would probably take me about an hour to walk to it if