The entries in the competition have been printed as a series of 22 huge outdoor canvasses, and mounted between the beautiful giant fig trees of Hyde Park. A wonderful setting for a public exhibition, particularly on a beautiful summery day. The curator spoke about each picture, and the photographer, and a number of the photographers were on hand to discuss their works. Fantastic! It was quite inspiring and really made me consider putting an entry in next year. Nothing ventured, nothing gained and all that.
The Setting (And The Cute Extra That Walked Into Frame):
The lovely avenue of old figs (some sadly to be replaced because of disease), and the cutie patootie in the pink tee with the hot pecs. Both of which make for a nice photo.
The giant Chinese lanterns have been added recently, for the night noodle markets currently being put on in the park Mon-Fri evenings.
The Subjects, The Photographer, The Curator & The Other Photographer:
One of the most striking photos in the exhibition was a birth photo, taken about 15 seconds after birth. The subjects (left) and the photographer (centre) were on hand to talk about the picture.
The Documentary Film Maker:
This cute bearish guy was shooting footage for a documentary, as I heard him explaining to one of the photographers while arranging to shoot an interview.
The Happy Accident:
I love the way the elements in the picture, the wires and the foliage, and the elements in the setting are echoed in each other. And Centrepoint Tower is the third landmark that instantly marks a photo as a Sydney photo (aside from that bridge and that opera house).
Quite a crowd gathered by the end of the walk, as well as 4 or 5 of the photographers who participated by talking about their photos.
Afterwards James and I grabbed a bite to eat, walked around the city for a while, sat in the park and chatted, visited another gallery exhibition by a gay artist held in a decrepit public lavatory (true!), dodged a brass band (also true!), and then found ourselves having a couple of afternoon beers at Sydney's Leading Bisexual Bar (the Gaslight)... at least, that's its reputation. (I'm not sure we spotted any real live bisexuals. But, who can tell?)
Sydney Life, indeed. I love it here.
[Check out the great post James has written about this afternoon!]