But When The Memories Drift
This image reminds me of a dream or at least that dream-like feeling when you’re not really asleep but not really awake. To me, looking out across the reeds and down stream it feels like I’m looking at a prehistoric scene. I took this at the end of the Tautuku Boardwalk just before the half-light of evening took hold and the sky seemed to change it’s mood.
But when the memories drift – Buy
Out Of The Blue
If ever the term “the peace was shattered” applies to a place or village, then Araomana, 38 years ago today must surely be it. The news media around New Zealand on the 14th November 1990 was fixated on the tiny, seaside village where 13 people died by being shot by local David Gary over a 23 hour period.
Today there is a lovely memorial to remember those 13 people with the words: Loving memories of those who died at Aramoana on 13th November 1990.
In memory of: Garry Holden, Jasmine Holden, Rewa Bryson, Jim Dickson, Tim Jamieson, Vic Crimp, Leo Wilson, Dion Percy, Ross Percy, Vanessa Percy, Aleki Tali, Chris Cole, Sgt. Stu Guthrie.
Aramoana Spit: From the heart with love – Buy
Spectators watch the 2017 South Island surfing championships held at Aramoana – Buy
Want to see more surfing from Aramoana? Click on the image.
Upon The Light Of A New Dawn.
Stewart Island is a wonderful place and the great thing is the whole town of Oban is completely walkable. This means that if you’re chasing a sunrise you don’t have to travel to far in the dark, early morning hours. This is the sunrise I caught over Halfmoon Bay on one morning on the stunning and amazing Stewart Island.
Upon the light of a new dawn – Buy
Of Time Is Lost
The walk up (and up and up) Tobins Track in Arrowtown is an extremely worthwhile walk that rewards you with outstanding views of the Wakatipu Basin. I did it with friends one hot, January evening in summer but half way up we got a little side tracked with a path leading to the crumbling remains of this hidden hut deep in the bush.
Of time is lost, but all remain – Buy
A Place of Beauty
This is the Hokitika Gorge in much finer conditions and with a lot less water flowing through it than it did last week. There were reports last week that the water flow was nearly up to that bridge you can see in the distance. Hopefully it all settles down just as quickly and it remains a place of beauty.
Then I went to a place of beauty – Buy
Curiosity, Inquisitiveness and Thought.
I view Caswell Images as a place of curiosity, inquisitiveness and thought. It’s a place that illustrates images from life around the Esplanade (and beyond) at St Clair in Dunedin. Rather than chasing the perfect shot, I depict life from around the Esplanade in all hours of the day, on a daily basis.
Caswell Images is based on the notion of silent observations. These silent observations happen in slow brain time, where looking is more important than doing. It’s a story, a moment, a time, a place, a feeling, a state of mind and a sense that time can stand still. This is a corner of the world, where stories are shared behind images while trying to seeking out and capture the still, silent and timeless places Dunedin’s coastline. In a way, all these images are observations and annotations, the things that are noticed or will try to explain by way of viewing, watching and looking. These notes aren’t taken with a pen, they’re taken with a camera as the world is quietly goes by for a while.
It’s how we see the world; to witness moments that make us laugh, cry, scream and smile; to be aware of what we see with our eyes and our heart; to feel and hear the wind change on a lonely beach and time drift beyond the oceans forgotten shore; to follow moments that vanish from sight yet are remembered forever; to enjoy the company of loved ones; to say hello and goodbye; to discover new sights in space and time; to eyewitness the changing of the seasons; to chase the dancing morning light; to observe and witness incredible stories and treasured moments; to realise the true nature of what we see; to see be amazed, inspired and to inspire others.
It’s how we see life;
It’s how we see the world.
Between the waiting and the arrival is now.
St Clair Esplanade
Another day on the esplanade, it’s 3:05pm and it’s all but empty. People sit in cars, sit in restaurants, sit in cafe’s or hurry between the two as the sun shines but the wind drops the temperature till the fingers are numb.
Between the waiting and the arrival is now – Buy