Images from my visits to this year’s DARK MOFO Festival. I’ll add to these as I go. The first two are from the first evening of the event, the Entitle ones are from a mid week visit to town, and on the evening of 19 June I met up with friends in town and we had a wander.
The Night ship was also shot on 19 June, prior to the meet up, but I made a bad choice of location, there were far too many lights behind it. Try again today or tomorrow.
The Theme this year is paint the town red, and the Tasman Bridge and some buildings have embraced the theme and gone red.
Pulse/Spectra beam: A powerful light shining straight up from the city beats in time with the pulse of a person touching a special sensor.
“A dark ship sails nightly from Tinderbox to Mona via the city’s harbour. At regular intervals, a powerful pencil-slim searchlight radiates from the vessel to illuminate the adjacent shore. Anchors away; you’ll hear it coming.”
And the Waterfront
Amanda Parer’s ‘Entitle’
Bastiaan Maris’ Fire Organ installation:
“This massive structure of old steel tubing drones and hums at low frequencies beneath harmonically tuned flame-throwers blasting fire and heat into the night sky.” Dark Mofo handout info.
SO enter the date into your diaries, folk, DARK MOFO is really worth a visit, make your plans for next year NOW. Accommodation books out very fast.
You might like to consider our garden cabin, available at $45 per night, or a little less if you have your own bedding and linen. See the Cabin on Elanore website.
Woke up nice and early – never a problem – but actually managed to motivate myself out of the house! And I was rewarded by a fine sunrise. Initially went round to Saunderlands Rd to opposite the zinc works hoping for those lovely plumes of smoke/steam I have seen, but the woind was so fierce I didn’t bpother, as there was just one thin little stream.
On the way back stopped where the turnoff is, though, and shot a few looking north to the Bowen Bridge, hoping for nice cloudscapes. Not too bad, more experimentation needed.
Then went on to Granton and stopped opposite the pub near the old railway station, for a very nice cloudscape for sunrise.
I have played a bit for different effects with the colour balance and tint.
All Fuji X-M1 and Samyang 12mm f2, except the panorama wich is Fuji X-T1 and 14-55 lens
I have just completed a 4 day photo trip. Starting on Sunday 26 october, I went to Waddamanna for the Hydro 100 yr anniversary. The day was very well conducted and the Power Station Museum was very interesting. You can guarantee getting excited as they have an Exciter. If it doesn’t so the trick, then I’m sorry, you must be dead 🙂 . And the Caledonian Pipe band played wonderfully ALL day! Then I travelled along Highland Lakes Rd (my first ever ‘A’ class road with long stretches of gravel – its quite a shock), spending my first night at an absolute gem of a caravan park I discovered via the internet – the Quamby Corner Caravan Park at Golden Valley. Great cooking and ablution facilities, cheap accommodation, and so pretty. Only $16 for a powered site for one person, $25 for 2 people. Monday 27 October I travelled on to Cradle Mountain via Deloraine, Sheffield &Moina. Mt Roland is truly impressive and reminded me of the Lord of the Rings country in NZ, it’s all granite fissures and changing clouds. I had 2 nights at Discovery Holiday Parks – Cradle Mountain. The weather was wild and woolly for the whole time at Cradle, but the kitchen/rec room has 2 lovely big open fires. On Monday I arrived early afternoon, and drove down to to Dove Lake about 3.30 pm. spending just on 2 hours. The weather went from rain to patches of sun and then granular snow and back again. The wind was gusting ferociously the whole time and the lake surface was all little white caps. I walked around to the boat house and back- with photo taking the ’10 min walk’ took me over an hour. With my bad ankle and knee (opposite legs, of course!) I have to be super careful not to fall. Day 2 was even more extreme, heavy snow gusts then some brightening patches. I had a look at the Waldheim site (hopefully staying in the Waldheim cabins next time). It snowed heavily, with big flakes, while i was there, so heavily I debated going back and not proceeding to Dove lake, but I did go on as the shuttle buses were still doing so. At times you couldn’t see your hand held up in front of your face, and I wore what my partner warwick calls my hobbit cloak (because it is green and has a hood), it may not look very glam but it’s (a) warm, (b) fairly waterproof and (c) I can hold the cameras under it, keeping them warm and dry. I walked around to the big rock as I wanted to get the boat house from across the lake to give a ‘dwarfed by the mountains’ feel to it. I shot quite a few macro shots of the flora too, on the walk. This was prompted by a comment from a fellow walker that it was all so dull. Dull! I think she wanted bunting and flags. Again, the 10 min walk took me about an hour! I contemplated the climb up the rock but my ankle was singing ‘Oh Susannah!’ by that time so I decided discretion etc was wise. Home via Mole Creek and along the other side of Mt Roland, just as impressive as the initial impression, then to Deloraine, and across back roads, all tarred and good surfaces (except 8 kmns of dirt on the last leg, but good surface), Osmaston, Bracknell, Cressy and Macquarie Rd to Ross (where diesel was just 153c p/l!). I must say I was not over impressed with Ross (I probably just committed Tasmanian tourism heresy). I drove to the town map, as I was hanging out for some food and a coffee. It showed a lovely riverside spot and seats for picnicking. Drove there, and thou go round the corner to the river to be greeted by a very unfriendly (and inaccurate) Keep Out – caravan park patrons only. The caravan park actually didn’t start til the end of the road, but I went anyway, and sat by the river. It was so windy there that I had to eat in the car, when I tried the picnic table my lunch blew off! When I ducked in for a quick look at Oatlands it was far more friendly, and down by Lake Dulverton, near the historic mill, there is even an lovely FREE area for caravans and motorhomes to park for the night. More photos to come as I edit
We arrived in Hobart to live on 15 September, after a 5 day, 2,100 km drive with our 5 cats down the east coast of Australia. That was fun in parts and truly dreadful in others. However.
One of my main aims was to arrive in time for the Tall Ships Festival. By the 20th I was still feeling wring pout but did get down to the river on the first day to catch some of the ships progressing up the river Derwent with their flotillas of accompanying small craft, and then for sunrise at the docks the next morning.
Yesterday I went down to the docks and took a few more shots, including some inside the pavilion of the various stands. The Tasmanian Scrimshaw artists work was astounding, I will add more images later.
Today I am off to Rosny Park to (hopefully) shoot the Parade of Sail under the Tasman Bridge. Then IF I can manage it I will dart down the Sandty Bay Rd to catch them on their way out to sea. See how I go.
It is very windy and raining but I’ll rug up and I have the camera raincoat, so all should be well.
Went for a little drive yesterday and called at Cornelian Bay. As it was mid-afternoon I was not really expecting anything wonderful photographically, but the unique southern light surprised me again and a very quick set of 7 images (the clouds were moving along quite smartly) gave me this lovely pano.