
Tag: Sydney
Fear is the hand that pulls your strings.

I was talking to a friend about this moment.
This is the first photo i took when i came to in Westmead hospital after a major bleed.
I’ve haven’t bled that much since i was a child, i almost died again.
When i woke i had my camera on my bedside table, a nikon f60 that my mother had given me when i was nineteen.
My wife had left it for me, the clock read 4:27am. I had to walk.
I detached my drip and slung it over my shoulder. I remember it being so quite, just the hum of machines.
Collecting my thoughts, i didn’t know who i was anymore. A week later i had a nervous breakdown. Not many people noticed, i was afraid.
This was the end of the younger and the beginning of an older man.
Today is the two year anniversary.
Sydney 2013.

Sydney 2013.

Sydney 2013.

Sydney 2013.

Sydney 2013.

Sydney 2013.

A familiar scene.2.

When i was a boy i would ride this train almost every weekend.
Just to see you.
Taylor. Sydney. 2013.
