I had a flying visit to San Francisco over the weekend. And, although I didn't get much time to take photographs, I did manage to get a few shots that I like. San Francisco is such a beautiful city. But it definitely has its dark side. The problem of homelessness seems huge, for instance.
Fall really is one of the most beautiful times of the year in New York. Especially in Upstate New York. It’s cold enough to light a fire, but still warm enough to go for long walks. I took these photos last weekend.
I spent a great afternoon wandering between 88th Street and 59th Street. First stop was the Guggenheim Museum, followed by a brisk stroll down 5th Avenue. The city is stunning at this time of year. The Fall leaves are coming in and the weather is sunny but cool. A perfect New York day.
The wedding of a couple of close friends brings us to Palm Springs. It's 45C, but we're trying not to let that distract us from the beauty all around. This morning's architectural tour was amazing, from the Frey House to Frank Sinatra's Twin Palms Estate.
I'm not sure why I chose one of the hottest days of the year (36ºC) to wander the streets of Soho. But, nonetheless, I did manage to get some nice shots. I'm getting much braver at taking shots of people when they're looking straight at me. My camera has no zoom, so it can be a bit disconcerting being that close and taking a photograph of someone. But the shot of the woman with the tatts is one of my favorites.
After three days in Santorini I am completely in love with it. The architecture is stunningly simple, all white with splashes of color here and there on a church dome or steeple. We hiked every day, splitting our time between Oia and Fira. Then, towards the end of the week we had an amazing day cruising the Caldera as the sun went down. Finishing up with a lazy day at beautiful beach club, complete with black volcanic sand.
Sometimes just a visit to your favorite coffee shop can inspire you. It's become my daily ritual to drop into La Colombe in Noho for coffee and a pastry. There's something about it that feels very European. It's easily one of my favorite places in the city.
One of the best places in Western Australia is down the South Coast. We spent a few days at my sister's house in Mount Duckworth, just out of Dunsborough. The weather was stunning. We ate and drank at amazing wineries. And even had a chance to view the Margaret River Surf Classic. A brilliant few days.
I'm lucky enough to be spending a week in Perth, Western Australia with the family. What a joy it is going from 0°C in New York to 24°C at the end of Summer in Perth. We're taking full advantage of sunsets at the beach. And last night we were lucky enough to attend a music festival on Cottesloe Beach. Watching Missy Higgins and Bernard Fanning perform as the sun went down over the ocean was definitely a treat.
Last week I took a walk around Union Square. It was one of those stunning Winter days without a cloud in the sky. I've always loved the Flat Iron building. For me, it's quintessential New York. So, I wanted to shoot it, hopefully, in an interesting way. The idea for the shot revealed itself as I was walking towards the building, there it was just peeking out in front of the neighboring building.
I've always loved The Coffee Shop. I hadn't been there in years, but couldn't resist photographing the awesome neon sign out the front. I was actually sitting in The Coffee Shop on the morning of September 11th all those years ago, and it was on the television on the wall where I saw the first plane hit the World Trade Center.
It's a stunning building. But it's also very heavily photographed. So instead of taking the bright, white photographs that you normally see, I thought I'd try a more moody approach. I was hoping to capture the sensuousness of the beautiful lines. See what you think.
Another fantastic weekend at the lakehouse. Of course, it was freezing. But we had a great time sitting in front of the fire and, basically, doing nothing. I managed to get a few shots around the lake that I quite like.
With the temperature reaching as low as -18C, the lake is well and truly frozen over. It's cold, but crisp. With the most beautiful sunsets every night, draping the entire landscape in pink and purple and orange. We haven't ventured out into the middle of the lake yet. But, as soon as we see the ice fisherman setting up, we'll be out there.
Unfortunately, Adrian and I were unable to make it back home to Australia for Christmas. So, we're at the Lakehouse experiencing the complete opposite of an Aussie Christmas; rain, snow and fog. Having said that, it is quite beautiful. Yesterday it rained all day but, once the rain finally stopped, the fog rolled in and covered the lake with a blanket of whiteness. The trees were all shimmering with fresh raindrops. Tomorrow we're expecting snow. It's going to be a white Christmas.
Adrian and I are lucky enough to be spending the week in Mexico, celebrating my 50th Birthday. We're in Los Cabos and the landscape is dramatic. We're on the coast, but it's also very much desert. So there's great contrast between the two. A couple of days ago we went on a camel ride along the beach, which was amazing.
We’ve had a great few days exploring everything from local culture (by which I mean Tequila) and the surrounding environment. A few more days to go.
This time it's Charles de Gaulle as I say goodbye to Paris and jet my way to Singapore. Terminal two at Charles de Gaulle is stunning. A really beautiful modernist building. And, luckily, I managed to arrive just as the sun was setting so I got some great shots outside the building. Onward.
Today was a chance to visit the Pompidou. I was planning to see the David Hockney exhibition, but the queue to get in went around the block. Still, it's amazing when the art gallery itself is actually art. So, I satisfied myself with photographing Renzo Piano's masterpiece.
In the afternoon it was back to St. Germain Des Prés for a wander around the side streets before heading back to the hotel. I couldn’t have asked for a better day. The sun was shining and the streets were packed with people enjoying the day.
I find myself "stuck" in Paris for the weekend. Hey, there are worse things in life, right? The weather is perfect. The light is stunning. And, of course, Paris is beautiful. I'm staying in St. Germain de Pres, where my favorite thing to do is sit at a street-side cafe and people watch.
No visit to Paris is complete without a visit to the Eiffel Tower. Even though I’ve seen it dozens of times, there’s still nothing like seeing that incredible structure peeking out from behind the buildings.
Walking along the Seine, I discovered a cute little Farmer’s Market. I’m convinced that the butchers are father and son. I also discovered some amazing sculptures at the Palais de Tokyo that I think look beautiful in black and white.
As I strolled back to the hotel I came across this incredible mosque. It’s a stunning example of architecture that manages to seamlessly incorporate both traditional and modern design.
I just took a very quick trip to Palo Alto. And, although I didn't get any time to get out and shoot, I did manage to get a couple of great shots at the airport. Airports are amazing places, filled with great graphics and colors. I like this shot I took of the runway at JFK.
We spent another amazing weekend at our lake house in Upstate, New York. It really is a stunning place, so I wanted to spend some time photographing the surrounding countryside. Driving past an old farmhouse, I noticed this white horse standing alone in a field. I thought the contrast between white and green would make a beautiful photo.
The farmhouse itself was also pretty stunning. More a collection of barns than one singular house, its red painted exteriors are the classic color of farmhouses in the area.
The roads cutting through the landscape provide a very graphic backdrop for photography. Even the road signs, contrasting with the fields of corn, looked beautiful in the midday sun.
Along the roadside there are great images happening everywhere, from a field of hay bales ready to be spread out, to the small signs posted on the power poles.
Just near our house is one of my favorite barns. It sits, almost abandoned, right on the side of the highway. After years and years of the sun beating down on its paintwork, it now has the most beautiful texture.