This is a photo I took as I was setting up for something I had in mind last Friday afternoon in town. As you can see, I'm checking the flipout LCD screen of my chunky Canon Powershot. I've grown to love this camera in the last year. It's my dad's old camera and he passed it on to me when I started blogging, along with a scanner. He's been a big supporter of my writing endeavours over the years and I appreciate it more than I can say. Thanks Dad.
This picture was taken on the corner of Bourke and Swanston streets, a busy mid city Melbourne intersection. I wanted to take a picture here the week before last; I passed by and noticed that my reflection in this black glass window was somewhat slimmer than in real life, like in a sideshow mirror. But it was raining and there were lots of people jostling about and I was being hassled by over enthusiastic uni students collecting for charity. Like really hassled, which puts my back up straight away, no matter how worthy the cause might be. However, last Friday was warm and sunny, despite being almost winter. I had just returned some slippers that Grace refused to even try on and was rushing to catch a tram to visit my sister and newborn niece in hospital. This time I just went about my business quickly and calmly, not caring how funny other people might think a middle aged woman in homemade clothes taking her picture in a grotty shop window might be. The pictures I had in mind didn't work out, as is often the case. Not to worry, one thing I've learned from doing SPC is to take a few shots if possible and to see what happens. I ended up quite enjoying this challenge and have loved seeing pictures of everyone in their different streets. There's something good about seeing the physical worlds that people inhabit. Check it out here.