Chatting with Eileen in the back of her jeep-for-the-day, suddenly this greeting peeled out: "Auntie Eileen, auntie eileen ... " and this most attractive woman bounced into the image. Eileen was delighted. However, my shot focussed on Leah, her neice, rather than on the original subject. So I waited around for more and Eileen, the old trooper, did not disappoint.
Eileen was down from Queensland especially for the day. She is "in her eighties" but so connected. She had served in New Guinea and just wanted to experience this "big smoke" march once in her life. I look now at those hands and regret not having noticed them at the time. They are gorgeously aged and dripping with memories.
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These are beautiful. I wasn't able to get all that close to the marchers, most of mine are zooms (didn't get into town till about 11.30), except for the people bringing up the rear who had been waiting down by Australia Square for a long time waiting to march. I've now covered every demographic I wanted bar one, and I'm not sure I will get that one.
I spent a lot of time on the corner of Martin Place and Pitt on the upper branch of marchers. There were many times when they had to pause to let the lower branch of marchers enter MP. That is when I pounced. I would take the photo I wanted then nip over to the person and have a chat and maybe take a couple more if necessary. At one stage I even got to move wheelchairs when they had to back up. Then I wandered throught the assembled waiting marchers choosing subjects at will. I sort of had a spread of "characters" that I was after. Sometimes it was hard to walk as I had so many tears in my eyes!
Julie, I love this photo. It's just like Leah is looking in a mirror and seeing her aged self.
Joan took my thoughts! It really is almost surreal, love it!
It was a very warming vignette: they obviously adored each other. I tried to capture that.
Interesting that you like the top one. I do too, but my appreciation has deepened with your comments. I liked it but was upset by the "wrong" focus. I am working so hard on getting the focus I want. I making things deliberate. I think I am nearly there. I spent many hours shooting on Saturday and had very few poor ones. There were some that are boring and some where I am not sure what to do with the composition that I ended up with. But in all, Saturday was a bit of a red letter day for moi ...
Love the first shot.
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