The road to getting there - wherever 'there' is - and then finding your way around there are what makes traveling worthwhile. Well, to me at least. Walking around the neighbourhood, taking the local commute, having an everyday-is-a-Sunday stroll or quickly photographing that view out of a window... Because I prefer solo traveling, these are just some of the ways I enjoy exploring a place that I've lived in or I am visiting.
From my first roll of film shot in Melbourne in 2013 until the most recent on in New Delhi 2017, these are images from every source of commute, buses, trains, cars and my dependable feet, across cities and towns. At the same time, these are the images that would get left behind from a certain 'set' because they were the odd ones ones; the random ones you decide to take because it caught your fancy at that precise moment but later on, you see no sense in them. The thing is, I don't think most of us (when travelling) aren't thinking about how we are going to present the photographs. Unless its for a purpose that is. I just think that would be so lacking in character even to the photographs themselves. When all you are thinking about is how it might appeal, you're losing out. I have been guilty of this too by the way so yeah. You miss out big time. That was my lesson. I was so hell bent on trying to recreate photographs I had seen, I lost my element and I also lost the joy I got out of photographing.
Anyway, without too much of a diversion, between four years and possibly 20 rolls of film, these are the misfits who have finally found their belonging and d'you know what? I really, really think they are enjoying each other's company. I like how they fit together. Memory, in so many ways, is a melancholia that I deeply enjoy and I remember the precise moments I shot each of them.
Most don't have a story behind them but some do. Like the 6th picture on the left column. I shot that with a disposable camera in 2014 and developed it only in 2017. I had no idea what I shot with the disposable but as soon as I saw the photographs it came back to me. I was in Byron Bay or probably my third or fourth time and I decided to walk the lighthouse trail again. At the look out point (the most easterly point), someone started to play some music and the two couples began dancing. It was so organic. No one fussed, no one forced. The script of life played out in front of me and I remember what I thought back then. I had a smile on my face and I wished for that magic in my life too.
CAMERA: MOSTLY PENTAX SPOTMATIC 35MM. SOME WITH A RANDOM $10 DISPOSABLE CAMERA FROM OFFICEWORKS
FILMS USED: KODAK EKTAR 100 / KODAK GOLD 200 / FUJIFILM SUPERIA 200 / FUJICHROME PROVIA 100F / FUJIFILM SUPERIA REALA 100 / ILFORD HP5 PLUS 400