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Hasselblad 500cm, Kodak Portra

THE ROAD IN

November 1, 2021 No Comments

Snowy road into Devils Gullet with caution signs on Kodak Portra 400 by Jade Austen

Devils Gullet, Mersey Forest | Portra 400 | Hasselblad 500cm

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35mm, Kodak Tri-X, Nikon F2

GOODBYE WINTER

September 3, 2021 No Comments

Two children and snow man, Tasmania

My favourite season has passed by once more. This winter saw a bit of snow and a lot of rain. Good rain, preparing the ground for summer. It was a randomly warm day yesterday, the second day of spring with 20° here and 26 down south. It’s back to 11 and rain again today with […]

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35mm, Kodak Tri-X, Nikon F2

Winter was beautiful “up back”

August 5, 2021 No Comments

Blizzard at Lake Parangana on tri-x film by Jade Austen

But now she loved winter. Winter was beautiful “up back” – almost intolerably beautiful. Days of clear brilliance. Evenings that were like cups of glamour – the purest vintage of winter’s wine. Nights with their fire of stars. Cold, exquisite winter sunrises. Lovely ferns of ice all over the windows of the Blue Castle. Moonlight […]

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Hasselblad 500cm, Kodak Tri-X

LAKE PARANGANA

May 24, 2021 No Comments

Morning sunlight on Lake Parangana, Mersey Forest Tasmania. Captured on Tri-x film by Jade Austen.

Located north of the Walls of Jerusalem National Park, Lake Parangana on the Mersey River is a man-made lake that is quite lovely on still mornings, especially if there’s mist hanging around. On this particular Friday morning I went for a drive and ended up in the Mersey Forest, exposing the last four photos on […]

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I have lots of things to teach you now, in case we ever meet, concerning the message that was transmitted to me under a pine tree in North Carolina on a cold winter moonlit night. It said that Nothing Ever Happened, so don't worry. It's all like a dream. Everything is ecstasy, inside. We just don't know it because of our thinking-minds. But in our true blissful essence of mind is known that everything is alright forever and forever and forever. Close your eyes, let your hands and nerve-ends drop, stop breathing for 3 seconds, listen to the silence inside the illusion of the world, and you will remember the lesson you forgot, which was taught in immense milky way soft cloud innumerable worlds long ago and not even at all. It is all one vast awakened thing. I call it the golden eternity. It is perfect. We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It's a dream already ended. There's nothing to be afraid of and nothing to be glad about. I know this from staring at mountains months on end. They never show any expression, they are like empty space. Do you think the emptiness of space will ever crumble away? Mountains will crumble, but the emptiness of space, which is the one universal essence of mind, the vast awakenerhood, empty and awake, will never crumble away because it was never born.
Jack Kerouac