
The mini projector inside my skull rolls through the days spent along the great ocean road in black and white, flashes of pink with lots of lines. The coastline is flanked by death at sea, empty space and harsh weather. It's really very beautiful.
There must be lots of colonial time love stories untold, the best that never was must be the story of Eva and Tom at Loch Ard Gorge.
I wonder what happened to all the native Australians during this time, the original people would of seen nothing but the changing blues and greys out to sea until the ships started to arrive. The lack of real Australian history told makes me sad, you have to seek it out to read it.
The small towns and all the empty space along the Victorian coast is the best reminder of what was. Here at home in the city I'm increasingly being enveloped by advertising and blank faces. My neighbours ignore me while I'm wave at them with good intentions, all the obsolete but still working technology filling our drawers and the wafting need for more brings me down. Any coastline brings a sense of relief, but the Victorian coastline is just a little bit more special.
Pictures taken with my Canon 30D, Iflord HP5 film emulator and illustration (pen on paper) overlays.
Thank you to dreamboat for taking my picture on my handy lumix DMC camera.
Thank you to dreamboat for taking my picture on my handy lumix DMC camera.
P.S. It's easter Friday today, happy easter!






















































































