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Paul McCartney, at last…

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I fell in love with The Beatles back in 1962, when I was 6 years old. The radio was full of “Love Me Do” and “Please Please Me” and “From Me to You” and “She Loves You” and “I Want to Hold Your Hand” (along with “The Twist” and “The Loco-Motion” and “Johnny Angel.”) I discovered my life-long love of music that year and never let it go.

But while I adored the Supremes and The Shirelles and the Everly Brothers no one came close to the Beatles, especially Paul McCartney, who in my eyes, was the dreamiest guy in the world. Living in the Bronx, I was down at the candy store on the corner nearly every single day – no longer buying candy – I bought every single fan magazine and pored over every photo and wished and hoped I could marry Paul one day. And when The Beatles actually came to New York in the winter of 1964, I begged and pleaded with my mother to take me to the concert. She refused (and I never really held it against her) but agreed to give me a Beatle hair cut! That’s me on the right – looking just a tiny bit like Paul…

Years passed, life happens. The Beatles split up before I was even old enough to see them. Paul married Linda (a photographer!) and she was the love of his life, so that was that. I married someone else. Had some children, a couple of careers – the usual thing. I did get to see him in Cleveland in 1990, which was a thrill.

But it really can’t compare to his Auckland show this past weekend. He played a 3-hour show, 40 songs, to a packed out stadium of 48,000 people… And I knew all the words to all but about 4 songs. Amazing light show, including monster fireworks and Paul sounded just as good as he did 55 years ago – and my heart was singing all night long. He may be 75, but he still set my heart a-flutter.

And the best thing? I got to photograph the first two songs of the show for The 13th Floor. There’s a full gallery of my photos, along with a great review of the show here: https://www.13thfloor.co.nz/paul-mccartney-mt-smart-stadium-december-16-2017/ A night I’ll never forget.

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19/12/2017 at 1:08 am

Kicking Around Brooklyn in the Snow

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I’ve been beating myself up lately for neglecting this blog… sigh… the reality is I’ve been doing so much travel and making so many pictures, I’ve really not had the time to develop or share them. Just got back from the US on Saturday. There’s over a thousand photos to process…

Let’s start with a Fabulous Snowy Day in Williamsburg! We rented an Air BnB apartment on Berry St and waited for the world to happen. The World did not disappoint!!!

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It’s kind of sad that the smokers are really the only ones out there savouring the moment. Everyone else was in a rush to get somewhere out of it.

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Looking down the street.

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And up the street!

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And just not going to be going anywhere, really… Better get back inside where it’s warm. (And I mean warm! Why are all New York apartments so bloody hot???)

I just love Williamsburg 🙂

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26/03/2015 at 11:30 am

Utopia is closed for repairs

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I doubt it will ever reopen. It’s just a matter of time until Utopia is condemned and then torn down. Someone will come along and put up a Walmart…

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Utopia – what once was…

Utopia - the interior view

Utopia – the interior view

Utopia, rear view

Utopia, rear view

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20/12/2014 at 11:41 am

Santa Monica Pier on a Cold and Lonely Night

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The view from our budget hotel on Redondo Beach Drive was a bit surreal. The beach was many miles away and there was no shopping or nearby attractions, making me wonder what might have possessed anyone to build a hotel in such a place…LA1-3But having settled in, we decided to go to Santa Monica Pier for dinner in the evening. And that’s when things got really strange…

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It seemed a bit ghost-y, all candy coloured, but somehow toxic… and if this was an amusement park – where are all the people???
There were a few stragglers and lost souls wandering around, including a little girl looking for some answers wherever she could find them…
But she couldn’t tell me what it was all about either since I have forgotten how to speak Threeish.

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LA1-39Yeah… I know… first Big and then Forrest Gump… it is LA we’re talking about here… I felt a wee bit of relief when we left… I mean, it was cool, but kinda creepy… like everyone was out of town……….

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Sometimes it’s just black & white

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01/11/2014 at 9:48 pm

Shooting steampunks again

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Well, I’ve been shooting a lot of things to be honest – film premieres, streetscapes, my super-giant baby cat and… yes, more steampunks… the love affair continues. What can I say? I think I’ve reached some new ground though – it’s not the same-old, same-old… Here are a few of my favourites. They were taken At the Auckland AetherCon – some are vendors, others are friends I dragged out to the hallway for a little different lighting and less jangly backgrounds…

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Poor Garnet – Getting dumped on her coffee break…AetherCon-23The Inquisitor, there can be only one

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Lovely and lost

AetherCon-20Tinkerbelle and Digitalis Ellulose travelled from the Other Side via a Coromandel Gold Mine – steam-powered, illuminated by Firefly light!AetherCon-22   Desperate street urchins, hawking their wares…AetherCon-10Truly the most fabulous of all!

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01/08/2014 at 2:07 am

St Patrick’s Church, Hawea Flat, New Zealand

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My daughter’s friend lived in this charming historic church in Central Otago, which was designed by the renowned George Gilbert Scott. He was the architect of the Christchurch Cathedral which was destroyed by the earthquake of 2011. It was the first church in the area (soon followed by St Ninyans and another near Tarras). It was deconsecrated around 1980 (I think) and has been used as a community centre and now a residence.
It would be wonderful to see it restored sometime, but the current owner seems to be doing a fairly decent job of preserving it.
The light was quite amazing the first day we photographed it, but we went back a second time and got some more, equally interesting shots.

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The light was just amazing that day – it was very cloudy, but there were breaks to the west, giving the church a very warm, welcoming look.Wan14FB---9

The cross at the front of the building.Wan14FB---10     Some little girl’s shoes left in the window a while back…Wan14FB--60

When the sun disappeared, the church appeared almost Gothic, with brutal detail. This is the rear view – the altar would have been just behind those windows back in the day. It is the kitchen area now. StP-ext-fb-2Similar view to the golden light a few images up. Not so welcoming here.

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Let me introduce you to two of the residents. Straw men, wearing old prisoner and guard of the local work camp. I don’t recall how they were obtained exactly – but they were sold to the local Moari after the prison system shifted to the much more fashionable day-glo orange.Wan3-StP-7 FB

Last light of day – a bit Wuthering Heights… it doesn’t really get much more romantic than this…Wan14FB---13

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10/06/2014 at 11:04 pm

Steampunks in their native habitat…

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Been itching to shoot some steampunks… So we are up in the far north, Whangarei – shooting Kraken’s Lair… a thriving nest in an unexpected place…

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19/04/2014 at 11:35 pm

Return to the carnival

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One of my recurring themes – not something I realised about myself until the last few years, mostly from this blog.

The carnival is one of my slightly ‘unhealed’ childhood pains. As in, it was never of the intensity to cause me real harm, I always knew it didn’t really matter. But the carnival, or in my case specifically, The Schoharie County Sunshine Fair, held in Cobleskill, my nearest big smoke, was an annual torment. It held so much promise – the rides, the game booths, the people I might see… But at this stage of the game, I’ve got to be honest – everybody else was doing whatever it was they were supposed to be doing and seemed to be having a really good time of it.

Except me. I was watching. I was watching and waiting and observing and trying to figure out who was doing what and why – and HOW did they know what they were supposed to do? I NEVER knew what I was supposed to do. And I longed to… so much. I wandered around the fair alone – my siblings had run off with friends. My friends seemed to have OTHER friends that they had fun with… Leaving me wandering around, looking at everything and everyone, trying to figure them out, telling myself the story of their lives… Kind of odd, I guess, but it was fun in its own kind of way.

And come to think of it, I’m still doing that. Only now – I do it with a camera in front of my face – and that actually makes me one of the cool people. At last. Never would have figured that was coming.

These photos were taken at Balloons Over Waikato, the hot air balloon festival held in Hamilton, New Zealand every year. Amazing how something that felt so down-home back in my Dorloo Days, translates without a hitch to the other side of the world… BOWNight-3

This photo really needs a carnie. Like this one from the Gypsy Fair a couple of years ago. or part 2 which is here. BOWNight-18-2

Nausea inducing rides. I wish I could have figured out why everyone else thought they were so much fun. I really wanted to love them and ride and scream and throw my hair around… Except… they made me sick to my stomachBOWNight-16-2BOWNight-4

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But I loved fair food – fried dough, cotton candy, snow cones, French fries in a paper cup…BOWNight-5

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The gravity defying Round-Up… BOWNight-20-3 copy

I love carnivals and fairs and rides… the sights and sounds and smells and ways of losing myself in a sea of other people I don’t know – watching them and telling myself their life stories. Or telling you mine…

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09/04/2014 at 1:10 am

The lazy day adventure of Little Bo Peep

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Had another steampunk adventure this past weekend with north island steampunks, having a picnic at beautiful Shakespear Regional Park on the Whangaparoa Peninsula. It was a perfect day in a perfect location. Perfect for all sorts of mischief, and more than a wee bit of mayhem…

18JanPicnic-1 Little Bo Peep seems a bit under the weather, but the doc seems to have the cure for what ails her in his bag of tricks. 18JanPicnic-20Our Miss Peep is feeling so much better and enjoying herself as she takes in the invigorating sea air.

18JanPicnic-31I wonder what will happen next?

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