The Ruined

The Male

The Facilites

The Damaged

The Central

The Sunset

And the sunrise(ish).

The Eugene

Once there was a renowned photographer and control freak called W. Eugene Smith.

For some inexplicable reason one of his most famous photographs is a sickly romantic cliche of little cultural, historical, social, or artistic value.

There's a spot near my place which I frequent frequently. And invariably during my frequencies I'm reminded of that nasty abomination.

Here is my 'homage'. It could also be seen, if you wish, as a homage to Peter Peryer, what with the anthropomorphism of inanimate objects.

Though I strongly suspect those thoughts were not running through my head at the time.

The Liar

To look at it, would you necessarily think that a seat like that has view like this?

The Tariki

So did last month's posts bore you all rigid?! For March I might try something a bit different.

Starting here.

Those of you in Wellington can't help but have been aware that there is a Brian Brake show on at Te Papa.

It's an interesting show in that it reinforces that his work wasn't made for gallery walls. But more than that, it gives historical and contemporary perspectives on his work and doesn't try to suggest that his photography is anything more than it is.

There is also a book accompanying the exhibition, which while pricey, is worth getting hold of.

Anyway, this is one of my favourite shots in the show, taken by Brake in 1978.

As it is one of my favourite shots in the show I knew I was going to have to pay homage at some point.

That point was January 7, 2011.

It doesn't quite work when you can't see all the mountain. Also I didn't check my quick sketch regarding layout (probably because I couldn't see all the mountain). And obviously there have been a few minor cosmetic changes in the last 30 years.

The Phone

Levin.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Foxton.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Palmerston North.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Palmerston North. (Naga Tsutsumi.)

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Palmerston North.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Ohakea.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Bulls(?).

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Whanganui.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Whanganui.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Raetahi.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Desert Road.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Desert Road.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Desert Road.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Desert Road.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Turangi.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Taupo.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Napier-Taupo road.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Napier.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Napier.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Napier

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Wairoa.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Te Urewera.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Te Urewera.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Te Urewera.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Murupara.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Rotorua.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.

The Phone

Taupo.

Years ago, 2004 to be precise, I had a groovy phone which displayed the phone's general location.

I had the idea of combining my love of roadtripping with my love of photographing and my unfortunate inescapability of modern communication devices.

This is the result. Using my limited focus, limited shutter speed, limited plastic lens Olympus Trip 100R meaning the photos are pretty rubbish.

But in an awesome conceptual neo-modernist arthouse kind of way.