The Valley

To have friends to sit in a squished up car with, who make the detour for better coffee, who's group texts come through by the dozen and make me snortlaugh, who will meet to plan menus for a 48 hour getaway with the understanding that every meal will be an event in and of itself, who go out and dive for fresh lobster whilst the ocean is still close, who will get muddy riding BMX's, climb trees, pick fruit, go canoeing, swim in our underwear, skip stones and look for fish. These are the kind of friends I have! Who understand that cameras are part of the fun, who know when to look into the light or ignore me completely, who dance on the table, up the wall and on the floor. Who don't think it's funny to bring your own kettle, grinder and beans or butter & salt. The kind of friends you can go away with on a Wednesday night. Who notice the way the sun moves and are happy to take solo expeditions and return full of stories and energy to give & share. What a magical time we had.

Photos: Rachel Kara in Kangaroo Valley with a Canon 1V, processed and scanned at Richard Photo Lab 

Never forget

I never want to forget nights like this. A distinct youthfulness took charge as we walked aimlessly to the ocean, beers in hand (still novelty for me), laughing at everything and nothing all at once. It makes me feel dizzy with happiness. Cheap coastal motels with big views, terrible artworks, weird cleaning product smells, crisp sheets, individually wrapped Arnotts biccies devoured upon arrival. A thrice recommended Vietnamese restaurant was packed in this small town on a Friday night but takeaway eaten in the room went down better than we could have ever planned.

 Photos: Rachel Kara & Alex Tracey

four of twenty four. on a roll.

Same but different. Can you feel it? It can't be faked. A few favourites from an odd roll of 35mm shot on that day in the Blue Mountains a couple of months back.

Trying to figure out a better blog schedule in amongst the jumble that is my diary. I thought it was about priorities but sometimes it is reduced to something less considered than that even, necessities perhaps? Where you cannot think you just have to do and get done.  Ho hum. Don't leave! Tell me how life is?

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