There are amazing moments happening in and around the water on a daily basis, but being there to capture them is sometimes more right-place-right-time than anything.
Sure it still takes skill to capture them, but it’s hard to build a solid portfolio when your ideology is based around fluke imagery.In southern AustraliaI
In early Winter 2015, I set out to capture something unique that would accurately portray the relationship of a bunch of young local surfers with the ocean.
If this doesn’t scream youthful, boldly-ambitious, testosterone-infused recklessness, with hints of appreciation and photographic sensibility thrown in, then I don’t know what does.
The flash double tow was basically an adaption to Laurent Pujol’s original double tow concept, in which a photographer is towed into the wave by a jet ski, behind the surfer, riding a surfboard themselves.
I am proud to present these images and I hope you can appreciate them.
For one weekend each year, Birdsville’s normal population of 115 people swells to a crowd of more than 6,000 when its annual horse race comes to town.
Birdsville is situated on the edge of the Simpson Desert, 1,590km from Brisbane but that distance doesn’t deter the horse racing fans and fun seekers who descend on the town for the famous two-day event.
The Birdsville Cup was won by Fast Fella and jockeyed by Adrian Comme.
Specifically, birds like Sydney Swans, Hawthorn Hawks, West Coast Eagles, Collingwood Magpies, Adelaide Crows and war machinery like Essendon Bombers.
They also like felines like Brisbane Lions, Richmond Tigers and Geelong Cats.
Oddly for an Australian game, the AFL only has one uniquely Australian animal as a moniker, the North Melbourne Kangaroos.
It has four slightly abstract names in Port Power, Gold Coast Suns, Greater Western Sydney Giants and Fremantle Dockers.
Religion is not forgotten either, with Melbourne Demons and St Kilda Saints appealing to two different kinds of flocks. Ironically, the Saints represent an area of Melbourne traditionally thought of as being inhabited by sinners (prostitutes and drug dealers) while the Demons represent the MCC members, who would consider themselves saints (at least publicly.)
Bernie Smith, champion West Adelaide Footballer, was born on 19 December, 1927 and worked as a hot metal compositor in the Government Printing Office Comp. Room in King William Road during the 1940s.
He commenced playing with Westies as a young lad in 1945, playing 55 games which included the 1947 Grand Final when West Adelaide beat Norwood. Bernie was named Best Man on Ground that day
He travelled to Geelong in Victoria in 1948 and played 183 games for the Cats over the next 10 years.
In Geelong Bernie ran a small typesetting company working as a Linotype operator.
In 1951 Bernie won the Brownlow Medal. He was regarded as one the finest back pocket players ever to play the game with great skills, the ability to read the play and was always very cool under pressure.
Sadly, Bernie passed away on 21 April, 1985, aged 57 years.
Since that time he has been inducted into the Australian Football Hall of Fame in 1996. and was named in the AFL Team of the Century, playing in the back pocket, of course.
Bernie was pretty good mates with the Legendary Ron Hamence, Proof Reader, Sheffield Shield Cricketer and a member of Don Bradman’s Invincibles on the 1948 tour of England and also Ron Fuss, Monotype operator and now 92 years of age. Ron was a Sturt barracker but spent most of his time watching Bernie play for Westies
When you go to the Westies Footy Club for one of our Luncheons check out Bernie’s picture in the Display Cabinet, outside the Bistro.
Inserted article Above from the Melbourne Argus, 6 September, 1951.
Photo: Mick Fanning was “screaming with excitement” in between riding waves. (Supplied: Emil Sollie, Mats Grimsæth, RedBull)
by Anthony Pancia
In terms of ticking things off the bucket list, Mick Fanning may have trumped just about every surfer on the planet with a once-in-a-lifetime surf under a stunning Northern Lights display in Norway.
Fanning — currently on a hiatus from professional surfing — camped out on a beach in the Norwegian archipelago of Lofoten, Norway with local photographers Emil Sollie and Mats Grimsaeth waiting for the conditions to align and, as it turned out, they didn’t have to wait long.
“We’d set out a 10-day waiting period because there were so many elements that had to come together,” Fanning told the ABC.
“Even then it was a bit of a roll of the dice. You need the right waves, clear skies and on top of all that, you actually need the lights to come on.”
The lights came on for the first two nights, however, the waves refused to co-operate.
“But on the third night we got lucky,” Fanning said. The surfer spent the night riding “surprisingly good” waves as the photographers set to work capturing an image they planned for two years.