I decided recently that I was going to get out of the house at least once a week, and take photos while I was at it. This is good on two levels because a) i’m getting exercise and not sitting in my pyjamas eating chocolate all day, and b) it will make me more comfortable taking photos in public and hopefully improve my photography skills as well. On Wednesday I had to go pick up a birthday present for Ben, so I figured I might as well take the camera along too. Since I quit my job in December I haven’t been visiting Newtown as much as I used to, and things change so quickly there. Even Erskineville had changed since the last time I’d been there. I feel like the world is moving on without me and I am missing it all by sitting at home stagnating.
It took me a while to get into the photo-taking mood, and was a little discouraged when my old boss made fun of me for taking photos, so there are only two nice ones of Erskineville. I will try better next time, I promise. Later in the afternoon, Jeph Jacques was having a meet up while he was briefly in the country, so I figured I might as well try again. I feel weird taking photos of people, but I figured if the urge came over me my camera would be better than my phone. I ended up mostly taking photos of people I knew, but I am pretty happy with the results anyway.
The meetup was ridiculous. There were probably about 60-70 people there, if not more, and Jeph drew pictures for everyone who wanted them. I got there at 5pm and we didn’t leave to get food until about 10pm. Half the photos I took were blurry from my hands shaking out of hunger. It was an awesome afternoon, I talked to some interesting people and had a chance to take photos of people without them caring. But by the end of the day I just wanted to come home and crash.
The next day was basically spent doing this:
I think cats have the right idea.