olive and oak

elize strydom's photo journal

Month: November, 2014

try hard

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A few weeks ago I took the plunge and bought a Leica. I’ve always thought Leicas were reserved for super serious street photographers or people with bags and bags of money. I simply didn’t think I ‘deserved’ one. Somewhere along the line I saw the error in this logic and started researching rangefinders. I decided to go with an M6 with a 50mm Ziess lens. When I hold it, I’m reminded of the feeling of holding a tiny kitten so its nickname is Kitty. (Strange, I know.) Here are some images from my first roll – just simple stuff to start with, I’ll get more experimental once I know what I’m doing. I’m still getting used to a manual focus lens – I’m so slow! – and I’m pretty pretty sure I loaded two rolls of film incorrectly but hey, it’s all part of the film photography FUN, right? This post features Amelia, Steph and Brendan. Plus Rach’s fridge in our kitchen.

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judy

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I met Judy at a bookstore in Potts Point. She was sitting reading and looked so serene so I asked if I could take her photo. She obliged and proceeded to tell me a bit about herself. She was born “just around the corner from here” and has spent all of her life in Sydney. She told me about some of the local characters she’d known and the changes she’d seen. I got her address and told her I’d print the photos and mail them to her. Meeting Judy made my day.

in a haze, a stormy haze

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Tomorrow I’m going down the coast to stay in a caravan. That’ll be nice, won’t it?

not about love

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I will write your name

on the trees, on the sand, on the snow

but this is not about us.

Walking through new streets

my mind carried home but I’m not there

and this is not about us.

Still night, warm thoughts

can’t be found

no, this is not about love.

(First two lines lifted from ‘Liberté’ by Paul Eluard then switched around.)

mosa

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Momo. The baby. Little one. Andre and Sarah’s third child. Oak and Olive’s sister. My niece, Mosa. (Click on the shot above to make it bigger. Such an intense look, little lady!)

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girl gang goes to floriade

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Yeah, we got up at 6am on a Sunday to drive to Canberra. Yeah, we attended a floral festival aimed at middle aged mums and grandmas. Yeah, we ate fairy floss. What of it?

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