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Rocklea Reds

In Brisbane, there are two types of flowering trees that stand out from the rest – they are Poinciana‘s and Jacaranda‘s. During my time as a student at UQ (Saint Lucia campus) and a footballer at New Farm Park, I used to have a great appreciation for Jacaranda trees. I loved the subtle and relaxed feeling of the purple flowers – they give you a sense of zen.

Then I moved to the suburb of Rocklea.

Flamboyant poinciana

The firey red – sign of passion.

Flamboyant Poiciana bokeh - pardon the pun

Shot on Canon FL 55mm f/1.2 lens

There is a tree down the street where I live that was flowering late last year. Since I got myself a new (old) Canon FL 55mm f/1.2 lens, I just had to go down and take some photos. That tree, in its flamboyant greatness, screams fire and passion. I took one of the pods I found on the ground and planted 3 seeds, all of which have since sprouted and are now growing. I will be planting one in my front yard to carry on the legend of the Rocklea Reds.

As a side note and worth mentioning here, the exhaust towers for the Clem 7 tunnel were covered in colours representing Jacaranda’s and Poinciana. The tower at The Gabba is covered in purple panels, and the one at Bowen Hills, is covered in red panels. In this article, local residents of the Gabba complained about the “monstrosity” that had been built there. I personally could not have thought of a better way to cover a tunnel exhaust and the idea of the Jacaranda and Poinciana colours is quite cool – IMHO.

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Poinciana boken.


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Machu Picchu

…I found myself staring at one of the most beautiful man made things ever built. A tribute to mankind… a human masterpiece. A melange of nature and natural structures altered and assembled by Inca’s…

I was most definitely shocked and in awe, goose bumped and gob smacked when  the sun’s gentle yet persuading rays kindly ushered away the thick and extremely stubborn fog that had taken a strong stranglehold over the Inca Temple of Machu Picchu. Tears of joy slowly streamed down my cheeks. I found myself staring at one of the most beautiful man made monuments. A tribute to mankind… a human masterpiece. A melange of nature and natural materials altered and assembled by Inca’s into timeless structures.

Letty and I had an early start that day. W woke up at 4:00am to get our passes and catch the bus ups to the mountain top.

I must admit that leading up to this grandiose event, an overwhelming sense of bitter disappointment had come over me. We had travelled over 15,000 klms to see this timeless monument, and at 6:00am we could barely see past the tips of my shoes.

When the clouds dissipated into thin air at 8:30am and what lay beyond became visible, I asked myself – what were they thinking? What could possibly drive this far advanced Civil Engineering civilization to such extreme? I take my hat of to you, O Incas! Words can not describe how I felt that day, and I still feel the same now.

These few photos do not depict Machu Picchu in all its grandiosity. But will hopefully motivate you to make your way to Cuzco, and up the mountain side to Ollantaytambo, Aguas Calientes and Machu/Huayna Picchu.

Taquile Married Woman

The many faces of Peru

Peru boasts countless natural wonders and a multitude of jaw-dropping, man-made landmarks. From its Pacific beaches (La Costa) to its Andean Mountains (La Sierra) and to the Amazonian jungle (La Selva), its cultural diversity embraces a mestizaje of Inca, African, and European traditions. Like many other Latin American countries, it has endured centuries of colonisation and the destruction of indigenous structures – all this adds to its historical and cultural wealth and forges a proud tradition that includes many folkloric dances, costumes, typical drinks, and signature dishes (Peruvian Cuisine is just delicious). These photos show just some of the people and fauna we encountered on this wonderful journey. I will be adding more as our trip continues deeper into the country…

The Harbour Bridge - thousands of steel rivets.

Sydney Trip July 2012

“….. I always end up meeting someone interesting or finding myself lost in a place I like to find myself…. “

Sydney is a truly awesome city to visit. I love coming here and having Portuguese chicken from little Portugal (in the suburb of Petersham). I also love going to Newtown for Thai cuisine. Newtown very much reminds me of Brisbane’s West End and it is the home of the free-thinking, art-loving, purple hair sporting, nose ringing, beatnik’en fashionistas.

The Harbour Bridge - thousands of steel rivets.

Ribbed for his pleasure.

Foggy Sydney

Foggy Sydney

Sydney is most definitely a buzzing city and has plenty of cool events (for example last weekend’s Aroma Festival), hip restaurants and trendsetting hang-outs. Things can get happenin’ if you know where to look and/or if you have connections. But who am I to say? A little bit of adventurous roaming never hurt anyone and is a great way to become more acquainted with such a city.

Personally, I like to take to the streets (armed with my camera and tripod) and follow my nose and instincts.

I always end up meeting someone interesting or finding myself lost in a place I like to find myself.

I’m just sayin’.

One of the SHB Pylons

One of the Sydney Harbour Bridge Pylons

The smiling face of Luna Park in Sydney's Milson's Point.

The smiling face of Luna Park in Sydney’s Milson’s Point.

 

 

Where there's a will, there's a way.

Concrete Jungle

“…. I look at how root systems wrap themselves in every crack and crevice. Reticulating, torticulating, twisting, undulating, penetrating…”

Is it the moisture in the concrete or is it the lime? Could it be the tiniest amount of urban dirt that accumulates in the parting of two surfaces? What makes these plants thrive in these man-made, unnatural growing conditions?

Concrete Jungle

Concrete Jungle

I look at how root systems wrap themselves in every crack and crevice. Reticulating, torticulating, twisting, undulating, penetrating… dying? No – thriving.

Man builds. Nature takes over. Nature obeys no man’s laws.

Wall Fern

Fern growing in mortar at Newtown station

Unnatural, you ask? No, of course not. There couldn’t be anything more natural than plants combating man made creations, they make the triste and grey look lively and interesting.

A Sydney bridge, plant growing in concrete crack

Tree growing in concrete crack

If I was a plant, I too would probably nestle my roots deep into the very urban foundation. My home would be right there, in its rightful place.