flinders noir

all of these photos, i would like to print and have framed.
i love them so much.

i live here….

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i was born in rural south australia and quickly found i didn’t fit in with the other people around me. at the age of sixteen ran away from home and moved to the big city, (adelaide) where i found culture, art… and also found others with a perspicacity larger than the monosyllabic persons from the country.

we have an excellent quality of life here and kangaroos are good eating, with a little garlic and soy sauce. lol.

 

 

night rocks

found on a recent moonwalk with Paul B.
Victor Harbor. South Australia.

they are all long exposures.

goin’ back to my roots

I don’t know if the song inspired me to post, or the photo made me think of the song…
Probably don’t matter…

found at the burra creek gorge South Australia

burra creek gorge

I'm goin' back to my roots...

Zippin’ up my boots
goin’ back to my roots
yeah

To the place of my birth
back down to earth.
I’ve been standing in the rain
Drenched and soaked with pain
Tired of short time benefits
And being exposed to the elements.
I’m homeward bound
got my head turned around.

Zippin’ up my boots
goin’ back to my roots yeah
To the place of my birth
back down to earth.

Ain’t talkin’ ’bout no roots in the land
Talkin’ ’bout the roots in the man.
I feel my spirit gettin’ old
it’s time to recharge my soul
I’m zippin’ up my boots
goin’ back to my roots yeah
To the place of my birth
back down to earth.

Zippin’ up my boots goin’
back to my roots.
To the place of my birth
back down to earth.

by ODYSSEY 1981.