High speed photography with bursting balloons at Kew Park, Melbourne for Sunday Best

 

Using darts on water-filled balloons is an inexpensive yet creative approach to photography. I once had a keen and adventurous spirit in experimenting with such techniques close to home. Recently, I revisited a portfolio from years past and realised that my photographic pursuits have become increasingly rigid, focusing solely on landscapes and sunsets. This realisation is troubling, as it suggests a diminishing willingness to explore new artistic expressions.

Panasonic G9

Leica 12-60mm f2.8-4

Linking Sunday Best

Joel has been inquiring about our potential retirement destination. However, we shall not be retiring for at least another twenty years. Time, indeed, passes swiftly.

"Zero Day" on Netflix was quite a good watch. 

Kew Eastern Freeway for Treasure Tuesday

 

We both felt lazy. So Joel and I came here for a easy snap. 

Sony A7RV

FE 20-70mm f4 G

Linking Treasure Tuesday and FACE OFF

Boat House Restaurant in Kew for Sunday Best

 

Doing drone shots with Joel in Kew Garden. Then we spot this nice restaurant being reflected in the water.

Sony A7RV

FE 20-70mm f4

Linking Sunday Best

Rowing Boat

As usual, this tricky fellow took me to this particular E. coli infested Yarra river making an adventure out of paddling a semi-sunken canoe. The freezing temperature of the surrounding did trigger the hybernation reflex in my system. However, listening to him talking about all the hallucinogenic dreams of wise investment in wind power energy does strike me that he could be a likely green party supporter. Despite all these uninvited stimulus on a cold afternoon, this made my day...

The tender brachiradialus muscle released endorphine for my extremely addictive nature. That came unexpectedly.

The wet thigh from osmosis of water deriving from bottom of the canoe gave me that spinothalamic tract seizure. I did feel alive.

The familiar nagging and hassling from an old time friend really made the experience worthwhile.

This picture was a snap look on how I remembered about him from many years ago.

Though you were on the flight back home. Leonid, you are home to my lost soul.