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Sunday, September 29, 2013

Wolf Mother

And though you seek in garments the freedom of privacy you may find in them a harness and a chain.



Would that you could meet the sun and the wind with more of your skin and less of your raiment.



For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the hand of life is in the wind.


And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.




Would that you could live on the fragrance of the earth.


Your hearts know in the silence the secrets of the days and the nights.


But your ears thirst for the sound of your hearts knowledge.




Your seeds shall live in my body, and the buds of your tomorrow shall blossom in my heart.


And your fragrance shall be my breath


And my heart bled within me; for you can only be free when even the desire of seeking freedom becomes a harness 
to you.




You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief,


But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound.





And how shall you rise beyond your days and nights unless you break the chains which you at the dawn of your understanding have fastened around your noon hour?



You would touch with your fingers the naked body of your dreams.




Much Love


Dress: Tigerlilly
Necklace: Sportsgirl
Poetry: Kahlil Gibran
Images: © Phish Photography Kara Wilkinson

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

The Real Beauty

I'm a firm believer in getting what you need when you need it, so when a free holiday knocked at my door, I opened it with both arms. 






Technically I did work on my holiday, but I was paid, and if you can call drumming with a group of people dancing and yelling at the excitement then yeah... I was working.



None the less, between the cocktails, the 'work', the sights, and exploring an Island, I was in holiday bliss.


I've said it before and no doubt I'll say it again, the ocean is my love. It's depth inspires me, it's beauty caresses me. 


Usually it's the people I photograph, but on this trip the Ocean was all I had eyes for.


Morning, day and night.


Our stop on Moreton Island was incredible. We arrived early in the morning and spent the day on it's shores. 











We ate, drank, snorkelled, and soaked in the Spring that had seemingly bypassed Moreton Island - Summer had won our hearts that day.



The real beauty surrounds us each and every moment of our lives. Sometimes we forget to look, other times we just can't see past the walls we've built around ourselves. It's hard to imagine that it comes for free, that it's our birthright to be wrapped in the luxury of the air we breathe. Each experience offers an opportunity to look within a little clearer, and look outside ourselves a little clearer too. I took every moment I had to 'see' while I was away.


Love xx








Sunday, September 1, 2013

Create and Capture


Today I dredged through cardboard boxes of old film photos. Admittedly I'm not the most practical planner. For years I've collected my photos like treasure, keeping every single print and negative, carting them with me from place to place.


The water damage isn't enough to dampen the memories. 
A simple flower at a time 10 years ago represented the biggest of life changes, a new beginning in my world. 
Everyone I love, every moment I wanted to capture has stayed with me, waiting to reveal itself again on a new day, in a new light, in a new beginning. 


It's not about what, or how you capture your world, it's about the emotion that's behind it, it's that pull on your heart strings that creates. 

Create and capture your moments.


Love 

Thursday, July 4, 2013

Winter Magic

I am utterly in love with film. I love the suspense, the suprise, you never really know what you’re going to get. Until it’s too late, the moments gone, and your photos are printed. 

That’s the beauty, you don’t really know what’s coming, and you don’t really know what you’re going to get, until it’s imprinted on your own life.



WIth the best of planning you watch the world go by your lens, and love whatever comes out, because that’s what a photographer does, they love what they see.


I’m lost in the world of instant, I want to take my time, enjoy the moment and wait to see what comes.


A few weekends ago we went up the Mountains to the Katoomba Winter Magic Festival. It’s amazing, and freezing, always. Sometimes the sky is blue, sometimes it’s grey.


Armed with rolls of  film, an Indian headress, and some op-shop finds I was blissfully happy and chilled to my bones walking the main street of Katoomba.


I bought too many clothes, ate too much food, and prayed for clearer skies so my old film camera could stay out as long as possible.


My love and I missed the parade, ‘someone’ had to get a coffee. He quickly healed my disapointment with chocolate waffles. The way to my heart.


The town stood still yet moved with excitement as the Winter Magic Festival drew out crowds of thousands from their warm homes to join the hum that Katoomba sounded.






I found flowers, and got distracted for a while.


A few cool beverages inside a warm pub later and the fireworks were out. Thousands watched and cheered. I ran out of film mid display, and smiled. Film, you win some, you loose some.


I was desperate to take shots of the proud Mountains the following morning, the weather had different plans. We sat in the car and waited for the sun to rise, with naive positivity in my heart. 

I never did see the mountains that day.


I did take double exposures, and some triple exposures, and without the majestic Mountains to capture I had to find my own creative spin with the view I had.



Once home I finished my film off and waited to re-live it all again a few weeks later, when I held the memories in my hand. 

Print your photos, invest in the old ways, love life and it will show you her secrets. That’s my motto anyway.

Love Phish