This week’s Photo Challenge is super interesting, asking us to envision a magazine cover. I imagine this one would be for a piece about childhood or nostalgia. Marvin the Martian and wrestling belts – how much more stereotypically boy childhood can you get?
I took the above photo at the Suitcase Rummage, an event held twice a month where people rock up with suitcases filled with second-hand or handmade items and try to sell them. They hold them down the East Coast of Australia now, so if you’re around and have a bunch of secondhand stuff you want to sell, it’s definitely worth a look.
Olympus M.Zuiko 45mm f/1.8 f/1.8 1/5000 sec ISO 200
I’ve always felt like this building had a bit of a case of mistaken identity. I live in Brisbane, which is clearly in Queensland, and yet this building is labelled with ‘Bank of New South Wales’. I realise there’s probably some sort of historical reason to which I’m not privy, but for now I like to think this block really, really wants to be part of a different state.
Olympus M.Zuiko 45mm f/1.8 f/1.8 1/8000 sec ISO 100
Once a year, Brisbane dresses up to celebrate … our river, I think? One of the coolest parts of the celebration (Riverfire) is when these military jets do a flyover around the city and riverbanks, for no particular reason really. We used to have F1-11s, which had the ability do dump fuel and set it alight. Not a very eco-friendly activity, admittedly, but it sure made for a blazing spectacle. Nowadays, we have F/A-18F Super Hornets, which don’t dump fuel, but are still super cool. I’m not sure if I’m just getting older, or if the Super Hornets are actually just really freaking loud. Pretty sure the ground shook as they flew past.
I actually really enjoy taking photos of architecture and playing around with strong lines. Unfortunately I live in Brisbane, where interesting buildings aren’t nearly as prevalent as I would like. I suppose that it just means I have to be a little more creative in finding interesting perspectives of the structures around me.
So if you’re around Brisbane and you see a weirdo looking up a lot, that might be me.