It is just a regular afternoon on the local patch, Enmore Road. Walking pass and looking through glass windows, life simply goes on. Everyone has their own purpose in a day, kind of. It may finish with or without the missions accomplished.
No one cares if there was no tomorrow. Just now…the moment is trapped in invisible illusions.
A woman waiting for a bus on Enmore Road.
Shopping in an organic green grocer.
A bored shop keeper entertaining himself with his coffee.
Wanna do some business with me?
A foreman renovating @Newtown RSL Club.
An autumn night in Sydney is not too cold to stroll along the streets, not as cold as the city itself. Not many creatures are active in this hour but the motionless despair. It invisibly creeps out of its cave and relentlessly swallow its preys, alive. There are so many lights but they cannot see way…home. Five steps to break down.
One: Looking through windows, fuel is burning to light the pantry for no one to eat.
Two: Many entrances but no access.
Three: Only one way down.
Four: Waiting to go back home.
Five: No where to go just sleeping on the reality.
I know! It has been a while since my last post Sydney events and I am way behind. It has been a busy month for me, making my short film with Metro Screen. Do you think it is a fair excuse?
This Sydney’s Primo Italiano celebrates the first Little Italy here. Stanley Street, East Sydney, is a cluster of cool restaurants and cafés but not really necessary representing Italian community any more. Nevertheless, the event has the vibes of its own, especially, the afternoon light that shines on the crowd is magical. Therefore I focus more on candid of the people. Not a bad day to spend.
On a balcony.
On the street.
Street performance by Cover Girls.
At shops and stalls.