As I mentioned in my previous post, I spent quite a bit of yesterday wandering around with my camera shooting stuff around my neighbourhood. I was walking up my street when I looked up and noticed this grey headed flying fox overhead.
Whenever I have my camera with me, I think I tend to look at things differently. My first thought when I noticed this guy was "wow, look at the light shining through the wings", the way the light highlighted the orange fur and the composition of the power lines. The sharp angles and the clear blue sky. When I have my camera with me I'm always looking at the light, colours, textures and compositions. A different way of seeing.
Then a moment later I realise that this guy was hanging there because he had touched two ajoining lines and electrocuted himself, and those feelings changed to sadness. Compassion. Another important way of seeing.
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