Utopia is closed for repairs

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…

Sometimes it’s just black & white

… and sometimes a bit of sepia

Shooting Skaties

I’ve been hankering to shoot skateboarders for the last while. Went down to Victoria Park in the Auckland CBD yesterday and gave it a go. Reasonably happy with the results, though I am certain there’d be substantial improvement if I went again. Maybe next weekend…

The Daring Debauchery of the Decadent Stinkhorn Fungus

I was so enthralled by the discovery of these Stinkhorn Fungus at the Auckland Domain yesterday shooting the sad flowers of winter, I returned today with my tripod and macro lens – though they are not really macro subjects averaging 10-12 cm high (4-5″) and when fully extended 25-30cm across (12″). But the macro lens

St Patrick’s Church, Hawea Flat, New Zealand

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

Don’t mess with Kraken’s Lair

Time travelling denizens of another dimension… they arrived on Easter Saturday. We met them in the old Whangarei Quarry. They’re rather like us, but different. They do love their weapons… A sentimental moment…. Once upon a time, a long long time ago, so long it seems like another lifetime… I met someone I’ve never forgotten…

Return to the carnival

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

Random steam train encounter

There was a time when I was amazed at how, when I had just discovered something amazing – it seemed like the universe just kept delivering it to me in an abundance of synchronicity… A little older, a little wiser I’ve come to suspect that all these amazing, wonderful things are happening around us all

Morning mist

On the way to the balloon festival… the morning was a bit on the foggy side. Misty morning is my favourite…The swan and friends are a bit romantic The hospital in the breaking dawn – a bit sinister…

Balloons Over Waikato

I am never sure if a long weekend away, one including getting up an hour before dawn – three days in a row, hauling weighty photography gear around and having six photoshoots over 3 days is a holiday. I’m pretty sure it’s not. Though it is infinitely better than hanging around the house wishing I