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Muriwai Beach

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Muriwai is one of my favourite places on the planet… It’s beauty and fierceness are indescribable. Every time I am there, I am shocked by it and as I leave I am planning my next trip. It’s only an hour from home, so it’s not that difficult. The seabirds are incredible, here are two – a gannet with nesting material in its beak. This is a massive bird, with a metre or more wingspan. On the bottom is a Caspian Tern. I am pleased with this shot, though I wish it were a bit sharper, but they fly like bullets, so this is good – especially since he’s got a bit of dinner for the kids in his beak!

In between, a couple of landscapes and to-die for sunset.

I love Muriwai!


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04/12/2013 at 12:42 am

Fire in the sky

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27/03/2013 at 11:34 pm

Spot the Ghost!

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As if there ever was any doubt – this is an unretouched photo taken into the setting sun on Saturday night. I wanted to capture the beautiful back-lit toi toi. Imagine my surprise when I got home and found someone in the image – right there in the middle. Spooky. I also took a photo of the chapel – it was so pretty with all the windows lit up and a service going on inside. But when I got there, it was dark and completely still. And… the two photos I took – the windows are lit, but they are completely blurry… Woohoo stuff!

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26/03/2013 at 12:00 am

My Best Sunset Photo ever

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24/03/2013 at 12:19 am


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Grace2On the ride back home… warm and tired, watching the sun set in honey hues, thinking how pretty it is. And then a flock of seagulls flies into the frame and I am so glad I have my camera in my lap. It may not be as sharp as I would like, but capturing just this moment – I don’t mind…


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07/02/2013 at 11:30 pm

A break in the clouds

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Muriwai Sunset

It was perfectly grey, all shades of grey – grey clouds, grey water, grey breakers. No sunset at all. And then, just as we were packing up to go home the clouds parted just a bit. Just enough.

Made my day.

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23/01/2013 at 10:46 pm

Maori Bay sunset

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One of those places where humans definitely do not belong and for that matter are not particularly welcomed. The surf is fierce, the bird life even fiercer if you should happen to stop and set up your tripod a little to close. I must go back soon. The first time in a place like this is really just a scouting expedition. Next time – next time… I still won’t be ready.

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06/12/2012 at 12:09 am

Inside Out

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Inside Out

This image is so far disconnected from the actual event… I went to a Diwali event a friend was hosting in an old church that is now used as a public meeting space, very lovely. Beautiful singing – those hypnotic quarter tones that twist and fold my European sensibilities, many of the older people softly sentimental for a time and place long gone – wiping away a few tears. (One of the hard things about being an emigrant is that when you do get to ‘go home’ it’s changed. It’s not the same – the streets, the shops, the clothes, the people… and sometimes the only place you can find it is in the old songs – when you close your eyes.)

And then, in the middle of this seriousness, a disorganised little flash-mob started a groove, which, given the moment, evolved into a bit of Indian Gangnam Style – which was met by a Bangra challenge into a bit of Bangnam Style – or something absurdly wonderful…

But I took this photo when the light was just perfect – still brighter outside than inside, just barely and the sunset was glorious – what little bit I could see from my seat. And it reminded me of so many church services that were survived only by gazing longingly out the window, dreaming of playing or running or really, doing anything but sit there bored to death…

And it occurs to me now – that it was the threat of damnation I was indifferent to – not the fear… I was fearless. Except for Sister Rose Andrew. I was definitely afraid of her! She could whoop ass like no one before or since…

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20/11/2012 at 8:23 pm

Sunset at Muriwai

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Though it wasn’t an especially good day for a sunset, I still got a pretty nice sunset photo. I just love the reflections in the little stream that flattens as it finally makes its way from the hillside to the sea.

Sunset gets all the praise, but to be honest, I often think the most beautiful moments come after the sun has set, when the last rays cling to the darkening sky. Like this…

Just like this…

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25/09/2012 at 1:43 am

Dancer #3

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This is image 499 of a project that began in September 2010. I didn’t know where it was going or why, only that somehow when I started doing these every day (with occasional days an even the odd week off here and there) I started telling a different kind of story, one that started in a different place and ended – I guess in the same different place.

In those 499 images, a lot of things got better – my photography, my photoshop & editing skills, my poetry and storytelling. I started when I was still in the corporate world, wavering over whether I should stay or I should go. I went. There was a 4-5 month period there when I wasn’t sure where I was going. And then I figured a thing or two out and went into business for myself. It suits me – for now, at least. I like change. I like telling stories. I like pictures.

I am still in love with this dancer – and she has said she’d like to come and dance for us again. I hope soon…

The 499th image. Does it seem like I am stalling??? Like I might be wondering just what the 500th image will be? Crikey! I have no idea. Really… I do have some wonderful fireworks shots I took a couple of weeks ago… they might go down a treat. Or not. I never really know what tomorrow will bring.

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02/05/2012 at 12:58 am

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