You know that it’s going to be a good day in pictures when early on in the drive you spy a woman with a skeleton print dress and green fingernails.
To be honest, I had no idea what was on her dress at the time. I was in the car and shooting from quite a distance. It was only later when I downloaded the pictures and zoomed it up that I spotted the print and green fingernails. That’s why the print is a little grainy; too much zooming.
A little further down the road, there were lots of pedestrians. The lady sitting in this picture I often see. I think she sits and paints on the footpath; I’m guessing she sells the paintings to passerbys. I really don’t know, I see her only quickly from the car.
Meanwhile, people are gathering for the Dresden Dolls concert at Enmore Theatre. I have no idea whether people normally wear unusual fashions to Dresdon Dolls concerts or whether this person dresses like this everyday:
Towards the end of Newtown, I took this shot which Andrew describes as ‘the yellow man.’ It’s interesting how much I like this shot for the lines in the background and I very much do like the sepia tone I’ve put in post production. Andrew on the otherhand considers this one of the lesser shots of the day. Each to their own.
In Cleveland street, I saw this guy having a smoke before taking out the trash. It was shot through the windscreen of the car which often results in a ‘milky’ finish. In this case, I really like the greyed out tones, so I kept it.
Still in Cleveland street I was trying to take a picture of a sandstone building while Andrew was stopped at a red light. Then I heard guys saying something about taking photos and I turned to see two guys stopped next to us. I said, ‘I’m taking photos of that building’, pointing. I had no idea what they were saying yet I felt like I was being heckled.
Quick, take their picture!
I lifted the camera, they immediately cracked a smile and I knew it was ok. I snapped the shot and we drove off.
Finally just a few streets from Andrew’s place, we spotted a queue of mounted police. I never knew that the mounted police headquarters were in that street and can only presume that were going out for the Sydney Festival. The horses were huge and magnificent. It was a good end to the drive.