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.
I know that photos of floating boats in black and white are a little on the overdone side, but I couldn’t resist when I saw this beauty floating, moored just a short distance away from where I was. The sky looks a little menacing too, making me wonder just how long this boat will stay anchored ashore.
It also looks like it has antennae, which is always fun.
Phillip here does have a few water bowls scattered around the place – one of which is placed under this water tap. He’s a very smart dog though, and he’s figured out that the water in his bowl comes from the tap. On warmer days, he’ll do this thing where he trots up to the tap, stares at it, and wonders why nothing’s coming out of it. Then he stares at you: “You. Human. Fix this.”
It’s the most adorable thing in the world, especially since he just looks so happy drinking fresh tap water.
So Phillip seemed like he was getting restless, so we took him for a walk to the local park. Alternatively, Tiff seemed to think he needed some more intellectual stimulation. As soon as I pulled out my camera to try and take some pictures, his interest piqued! It’s not as if he hasn’t seen my camera before, so maybe he was feeling like a bit of a poser that day.
Olympus M.Zuiko 45mm f/1.8 f/1.8 1/5000 sec ISO 100
It was recently a long weekend here in Queensland (thank you, Queen, for letting us celebrate your birthday), so we went on a roadtrip across the border to New South Wales. I realise that crossing these borders aren’t nearly as exciting as crossing into another country but, alas, such are the drawbacks of living in a waterlocked (is this a thing?) country. Either way, it was still great to be able to escape to somewhere and leave all my worries behind. It was pretty great, as we stumbled upon a bizarre fete/festival/vintage car display fusion that was actually pretty fun. I still don’t know what it was but it brought out some brilliant cars like the one above, which obviously lends itself well to monochrome photos – perfect for Leanne’s challenge.
On a side note, every time I see a full-colour photo of anything pre-1950s, I’m often taken back. I think my brain secretly thinks the whole world was in black-and-white back in the day.
Panasonic Lumix G 20mm f/1.7 f/1.7 1/1250 sec ISO 100
I realise that it’s human nature for us all to always want everything right now, but it’s good to remember that good things come to those who wait. Let’s take photography as for example. You can (and many people do) buy the best DSLR, buy a huge SD card tell everyone you take photos, but there’s really no replacement for experience. To take good photos takes countless hours searching, composing and taking photos. It requires hundreds and thousands of failed, terrible photos, with the knowledge that each time you take a sub-par one, you learn something new for next time. I’ve learned that, over time, you start to develop a subconscious sense of which part of your surroundings may make for a great photo on a day-to-day basis, which isn’t something that you can teach easily.
Mind you, I’m not saying that I’m a good photographer, but it is really satisfying to look back at my photos chronologically and notice the improvements over time. They say that to become an expert, you need to spend 10,000 hours on an activity and I think that makes a whole lot of sense.
PS: If those little booties look familiar, that’s because they belong to everyone’s favourite hand cream.
PPS: I really wanted to make a bad pun about stepping up or stepping down aperture but that was too bad, even for me.
Panasonic Lumix G 20mm f/1.7 f/1.7 19.0 sec ISO 100
There’s not really a much better view than this on a Friday night – to just kick back with a nice fancy cider and soak up the quiet night. I wish I was rich enough to be able to afford a place that had this sort of amazing view every night, but unfortunately this was taken when I was on holiday. Still, one can dream.
One can dream.
PS: I do realise that it’s only Wednesday today and not Friday, but I’m playing make-believe, because it’s been a long day.
This is for those days when nothing goes your way. Usually it starts with something small, like your alarm not going off, waking up late, running out of milk after you’ve poured out cereal or simply missing your bus. After that, like a series of dominoes, things just keep getting worse and worse. Sometimes, it feels like all you can do is bury your head in your hands and hope the day hurries up and ends. I know people say that it’s all in your head and your outlook of the world, but sometimes a good-going set of grumps can be quite therapeutic!
On a side note, I feel like this might be the closest I’ve ever come to shooting a stock photo, don’t you think?