Tasmania is an island, though a big one, which has cities rather unlike the bustling urban areas in the big cities like Hong Kong, Sydney or London. There have not been many chances for taking a street shot with passers-by or much human activities in Tasmania. It was a rare chance that I noticed these two men taking a cigarette break an hour before lunch. On the other hand, Tasi offers photographers opportunities aplenty to shoot the spectacles of Mother Nature. The settings of a place do have some bearing on the photographic style and surely themes of a photographer.
It reminded of a poem about Australia which roughly goes like this:
Big, big, trees, trees
Wide, wide, roads, roads
Nothing, nothing, empty....
Makes OZ sound uninspiring, right? Interesting to read but opinionated.
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