Okay, I’ll admit it. I am officially in love with taking photos at night. It is a little bit of a hassle to trek around with a tripod, but I think the end result is worth it. The Brisbane River looks horrible during the day (brown and murky), but boy does it make for great nocturnal pictures! That’s our tiny little ferris wheel up there, next to our performing arts centre. So I guess you could theoretically go for a spin then catch the latest performance, all in one night.
I was also lucky enough to catch a couple of ferries streaking past while I had the shutter open, which always makes for brilliant light trails.
Trying very hard to not use ‘light at the end of the tunnel’
I took this on campus a little while ago and I’m really happy with the way it turned out. It really just evokes memories of all the time I left for home in the late afternoon, lazily walking through the limestone corridors with the fading light streaming through the gaps in the pillars and the ceiling lights starting to switch on all around me.
I find this sign more than a little amusing because of its placement. It’s obviously usually used around construction sites, but I like to pretend this sign is warning you that there’s a traffic light up ahead and you should prepare to stop. Just in case it’s red. Talk about overkill, though I guess you can never be too safe.
I know that, as kids, we’re always told to look both ways before we cross a road, but this is the first time I’ve had the road itself tell me how to cross it. It’s incredible, excessive and amazing all at the same time. I mean, what do we do when we get to every other road crossing? I guess we all just flap around looking lost and not knowing what to do because the road doesn’t have printed instructions.
On a side (and completely pedantic) note, I disagree with the order in which to look – I’m interpreting these instructions as telling me to look left, then look right. I live in Australia and we drive on the left side of the road here, so I think it makes sense to look to my right first (for oncoming cars in the lane closest to me), then look to the left. And then I usually look to the right again.
I have a bit of a… shall we say, minimalist approach to gardening. If you gave me a plant to look after for you because you’re off on some great and wonderful plant-free holiday, I could probably keep it not-dead for the time you’re gone. In saying that, I don’t exactly go out of my way to plant things. In fact, I’m probably that guy that would try and find a way to build a self-watering mini-greenhouse to make things easier.
So anyway, Tiff recently started to dip her toes into gardening. I’m not going to lie, it is 100% because they come in adorable, bright ceramic mini booties. It started with the above camomile, but it now has two friends: basil and wild strawberry.
I can see this exploding into a full greenhouse full of adorable potplants very soon.
Okay, so I realise that the title makes this photo sound kind of… faecal, but I swear it’s not.!
I just happened to stumble across a bunch of adorable little stools (the kind you sit on!) while I was walking down the mall. From a distance, I was convinced that there was some sort of kids’ day/activity going on, but nope! These were laid out for a very serious (and talented) singer/songwriter who was performing.
I feel like the décor could’ve matched a bit better.
So I was walking around under one of the bridges in town (I know, it’s crazy. Brisbane has bridges???) when I spotted this. It just seems so out of place – one lone yellow pillar, surrounded by white ones. I still can’t quite figure out what makes this one so special. Maybe they wanted to paint them all yellow but couldn’t be bothered. Or maybe they left them all white and decided it needed a splash of colour somewhere, then painted one yellow and decided “bah good enough”.
I also love how it has those red arrows telling pedestrians and cyclists to stay to the left of the pillar. Phew! Good thing it’s there, otherwise I might have tried to walk right into the river.