Anyone for ice cream?
Southbank
081.
…the whole world smiles with you…
074.
A pale imitation of, or perhaps a tiny homage to, Cartier-Bresson?
Melbourne 365: Day 292
Some rules were meant to be broken.
Melbourne 365: Day 291
There are things that bind us, and things that divide us, and sometimes the difference between the two seems so small; traced like lines in the sand, the direction of a border drawn in ink, forming one type of character or another.
Melbourne 365: Day 109
There are glimpses of the city everywhere, hidden in the ripples of the Yarra, the horizons of busy Hawthorn streets, and the gaps opening like metal eyelids, between slowly ageing, half-forgotten sculptures…
