Melbourne

So, as promised, here is a few rough proofs from the film I have shot over the last week. I am not overly thrilled with it, but I feel as if I am starting to get closer to achieving half decent street photography.

Clearly I still can't get enough of reflective surfaces, there's something about windows/glass/mirrors that fascinates me and despite it being a photographic cliche, I plan on continuing to explore this idea.

Haven't done much over the last few days, it's been fucking boiling and I have spent most of my days either working, reading, or lying in a pool of my own sweat. Sexy.

I'm reading The Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society at the moment (in fact I am about 4 pages from the finish) and it's pretty lovely. Nothing too challenging, but a swell summer read. It managed to tempt my imagination away from the bustle of the Frankston train this morning, and that has to stand for something, right?

Right.

I wish I could write some interesting things, but it's 35 degrees, the tennis is on and mum just offered me a gin and tonic...so...ahhh...I'm out.

Love.