Kristina Lewis Yoga
This was shot on location at Pukehina Beach in New Zealand. Kristina specialises in hypno yoga for pregnancy and birth, practicing in Devon and originating from Edinburgh, UK.
Uncle Ed, aka, 'Scotland Jack' in Flight!
A punk musician and wind turbine engineer whose work on this world will save us all! This image typifies our time together.
"When you live on the streets, there are two ways you can make money... " Dave sanguinely says to camera rocking the attire of his "corporate homeless look". Between the expletives of his caustic voice, he imparts a certain wisdom that only a homeless veteran of 12 years could. His message in essence was that he was far better off giving a show to the public rather than embracing apathy. Dave's performances are well known to the locals and can be funny, orally corrosive and borderline offensive. Regardless, residents and business owners of the area widely regard Dave as one of their own. As seen in the accompanying video on this site, I was lucky enough to interview Dave and his friends, some of which share his domestic situation and positive frame of mind.
The Aurora Australis On the Place I Grew Up
Below is a series of high school art photos which I recently had to rescue from my Grandma's dilapidated backyard shed, as the Melbourne Museum's Bunjilaka Cultural Centre had expressed interest in them. I braved the spiders, mould and the dirt to see what was usable from my old collection.
The story goes, just before my 18th birthday, I stood and watched the Aurora Australis from on top of the cliffs at my favourite surf break in South Gippsland. I set the 35mm Pentax K1000 to 'bulb', left it there, drove home, had dinner and returned two and a half hours later. It was a testament to the area's trustworthiness, in that I could leave my camera unattended in a public place for this long and expect to see it when I got back.
The Aurora danced around the southern sky in a martian green and yellow hue. Its light kind of tendrilled out over head at times! As it is not as common an occurrence this far north, I could imagine that people may have mistaken the veil of light for the street lamps at Venus Bay.
Mini but mighty!