To be a photographer is usually to be an Alpha. You know, top dog! We’re independent, like to be our own bosses, prefer to be masters and mistresses of our own destiny. That’s all well and good, but there is an inherent down side to all this — Isolation with a capital “I.” Isolation from […]
Finding Serendipity – Part VI of, yes, VI
So, there I was, looking slightly disreputable in my informal shorts, camisole, flip-flops, and teal backpack, the new member of a delightful and sophisticated group of interesting people from Melbourne and vicinity. There was John, the captain, his sister Lynn, her husband Rob, first mate Dayle, Scotsman Ian, and our departing psychiatrist, Tony. After a […]
Finding Serendipity – Part V of VI
After fleeing Melbourne during one of Oz’s biggest events of the year, I headed up to Ballarat, site of early gold mining in Australia. It was a pretty drive, and I enjoyed the museum, visited the historic Montrose Cottage and had a lovely chat with the docent, wandered through some of the mine shafts and, […]