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Weeds in the Grass by Leanne LindsayWeeds in the Grass by Leanne Lindsay
I was exploring the unique Boothtown Aqueduct in Sydney's west with my grandchildren when this beautiful flower caught my eye. The sunlight hit it perfectly, and I just had to capture it! I wasn't sure if it was a weed or a flower and to be honest, it didn't really matter. It was pretty and unusual. I later found out that it is purple-top vervain, Brazilian vervain, or common verbena flowers. These flowers are native to South America, so grow quite well in Australia, and are known for their vibrant colors that attract butterflies and bees.
At the Carnival by Leanne LindsayAt the Carnival by Leanne Lindsay
The air thrummed with a joyous cacophony – the mechanical whir of carnival rides, the excited shrieks of children, and the melodic calls of hawkers selling sugary treats. The local carnival was in full swing, and I was there with the light of my life, my grandson. His eyes, wide with a mixture of excitement and a touch of apprehension, darted from the towering Ferris wheel to the spinning teacups. But it was the swings that captured his imagination. We secured our spots, and as the swing spun faster and faster, his initial nervousness melted away. By the time he reached full speed, a full-blown grin stretched across his face. It was pure, unadulterated joy – the kind that only comes from the carefree days of childhood. That's when I snapped the picture. The setting sun cast a warm glow on the scene, highlighting the vibrant colors of the carnival rides. But the true focus was on my grandson, his laughter echoing in the air.
Staircase by Leanne LindsayStaircase by Leanne Lindsay
The click of the shutter echoed softly in the cavernous hall of the MCA. I peered through the lens, the black and white viewfinder framing a scene both strange and captivating. It was Do Ho Suh's exhibition, and my attention was snagged by a mesmerizing sight – a staircase, meticulously crafted from what looked like shimmering moonlight. Made entirely of translucent nylon fabric, the steps defied gravity, twisting upwards like a wisp of smoke. The stark contrast of the black and white photo only amplified its ethereal quality. In the distance, a tiny figure stood silhouetted in a doorway, bathed in a soft light. Suh's work has always resonated with me, his exploration of home, identity, and the spaces we inhabit sparking a deep connection. This fabric staircase felt like a metaphor – a portal to the past, a bridge between cultures, a pathway etched with memories.