Thomas picked me up from Maroochydore airport at aroooooound 4.30pm. We drove straight to his place to meet all his mates.........got ready for the party then started drinking. We soon arrived at Harrison's to watch the party unfold...........The night ended in the Macca's carpark with 2 girls driving a hot yellow souped up Lancer with the number plates "LADS" and 2 tradies rippin bongs, listening to dance music whilst eating burgers.
I woke up on Sept 11 in Greenwich Village a little hung from the night before. After a shower I used a sheet to dry myself off, dressed in some new threads, bid adieu to my mate Harrison, then cabbed it to Brooklyn.......
I didn't shoot the Bowl this year. I've shot it for the last 3 yrs and wanted to enjoy the day and see it from a different p.o.v.........Well that view mainly came from Ravesis', the bar across the road yeeeeoooooow!
Took like 10 shots (pics not "shots" per-say) all day and night, it was too fricken hot.
Ok so I Did make this late last year but Ive been rather busy....thought Id give it a little promo on here..... I made it through Blurb.com. This was just a test run, not fully completed yet as I have many new surf pics to add. I mainly wanted to see Blurb's printing accuracy, cropping etc. Pretty stoked actually! The hard copy looks wild.
I gots some skater pics (16 to be exact) in "The Camera Club" show 1 street away from me here in steamy Bondi Beach. Come on down and set ya peeps on fire to the glorious kick ass B+W skater shots pasted up like back in Art School styles...........
I was in Brooklyn on Sept 9th 2010 and texted my friend Will about where to go that night, to which he replied, "BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB is playin at Don Hills, get ready, be there by midnight, they go on at 1am sharp, dont rush but hurry." I almost had kittens! It was my second night in NYC, the night before I saw Hank III, and now I was about to see BRMC!!!!!! Holy fuck I was excited. Will could only get me on the door so I went alone. Caught the F train to Greenwich Village and walked to the club. The line-up outside was Crazy! I went straight up to the bouncer whom Will told to look out for an Aussie photographer by herself.
I wormed my way up the front of the stage. It was so fricken packed and hot inside, a sweat box to say the least. BRMC played an absolute aaaaaamaaazing show. The lighting was so fucken incredible as well. I wish I had my Markii camera like all the other photographer fuckers taking up the first row. I wriggled my way closer with my G10 and found myself pretty comfortable with bass player, Robert right in front of me!
Mid way through the show the crowd backed off quite a bit. I remember thinking why would you leave this show!? Found out they all went to Chanel's Fashion Week party......ahhhhhhh........New York during Fashion Week is my friend.
