Out to Space

What a surreal morning! I have been to two completely different planets. After 8 hours of intense photo shoot of Sleaze Ball, I get home, refresh and go to Champagne Breakfast at Petersham RSL.

From techno rave to electone muzak, from the sea of half-naked men to the stream of immaculate housewives, and from the action of cruising around the dance floors to the stagnation in the middle of the hall room. Yes, I freeze with culture crash and have to tell Stilgherrian not to leave me by myself, not when I have no sleep.

Then we pick the table that appears to be the least bitter, considered by my hunch. Five women at the table look out-of-place, like us. Few Champagne is sipped while we are making the conversation. It turns out that the woman next to me, Lizzie, is a best mate of Professor Maria Bashir, the Governor of NSW and more of her nursing life comes out very intriguing.

We exchange our numbers for catching up later. Hopefully, we will be hearing from her soon.

After the success of Mardi Gras: the Slide Show, I, amongst other photographers and media persons, am accredited for the Spring New Mardi Gras dance party, Sleaze Ball. This year’s theme is Zirkus. On the media briefing session, we get the chance to see the dress rehearsal of a stage performance. Hordern Pavilion is almost empty and waiting for the dressed-up crowd to glide in and colour this Entertainment Quarter (formerly known as Fox Studio).

Forsaken Cycle of Our Relationship

Our commitment has stopped spinning. The same direction we go towards is the end. If anyone could pick the rest of us, it would be the hollow promises we made to each other.

Discontinuity of Faith

The millennia-year-old story has been whether given up or passed on. It seems like a colourful offer for a beginner. But there is nothing to carry on and nowhere to go.

A Shortcut of Hope

On a long deserted way to the other side, we can only feel the baking Sun above. They are too fragile to go on and so are we. But just a glimpse of green grass can fuel us there.

It is getting dark at Earthdance and the event will be wrapped up soon. Everyone is making to most of it.

It has been an intense week for me. I was pushing myself by going to Earthdane festival and having a massive batch of the event photographs while having two major personal commitments coming up: the interview for Australian citizenship on Friday and IELTS test on the next day. However, I’m glad I can relax at some point, for now.

The vibe is in the air. Earthdance is a music festival taking place around the world simultaneously. Apparently, Sydney is the biggest one of all. These days, fence seems to be a norm in Sydney. This one is to mark liquor licensed area. Is this supposed to be a modern hippie event or spring indulgence?