In Fitzroy , where brick walls wear their history like layered skin, the lower half of the building is restless—tagged, crossed, rewritten...

  Tucked just off the restless current of Swanston Street, Pesgraves Place feels less like a laneway and more like a living sketchbook press...

  This piece is by Adnate (real name Matthew Adnate), one of Melbourne's most renowned and internationally recognized street artists. A...

  Last week was marked by unsettled weather, which led me to remain at home. During this time, Joel and I exchanged messages and shared reco...

  A peculiar radiance spills from beneath the cloudbank, casting a quiet, otherworldly glow across the horizon, while an oil tanker rests in...

  The moth held its place on the windscreen, a small, improbable presence in the quiet of the garage. When the flash fired, its eyes answere...

  Joel and I were at Balnarring Beach for the water—for that long exposure where the tide usually softens itself around the pylons. Instead,...

  A rustic sign such as this impresses precisely because of what it says and how little it needs to say. Sprinkler stop valve inside. The w...

  It had been a long while since my last visit to Brighton Beach, long enough for memory to soften its edges and for familiarity to turn alm...

  Collins Arcade has always held a quiet magic for me—a heritage corridor tucked into the pulse of Melbourne, where time seems to fold in la...

  It is a rare comfort to pause after the labours of New Year’s Eve, for the mind does not surrender its haste at once, but asks for several...

  I do not know the name of this insect, yet I am taken by the way its red and green are set in vivid contrast within the frame, as though n...

  The section of the Causeway in Melbourne’s central business district has long been the object of public attention, having languished under...

  In continuation of the Sunday post, I have shared three images from Bridgewater Bay, Blairgowrie, including the renowned arch for which th...

  In the first, the elevated frame opens onto a quiet exchange: a couple seated in unguarded ease, absorbed in the gentle theatre of people ...

  No. 16 Beach in Rye is known, of course, for its Dragon Head Rock — that craggy silhouette rising from the restless sea like an ancient se...

  I have posted these two images on the other blog of mine  Melbourne Street Photography Both images were first taken in monochrome, their s...

  I have packed everything and left for airport early this morning. This post was prepared earlier. A macro shot of butterfly compound eyes ...

  Knowing it will be rather demanding to begin anew in an interstate post, I have taken the liberty of preparing this entry ahead of time, s...

  My cocktail before the meals  Toro sandwich  Sea Urchin in egg chawan  4 different sorts of fish nigiri  There are, in all, thirteen dishe...