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Heartfelt thanks

 

Photo by Michel Poknee of Chicoz Photography

Photo by Michel Poknee of Chicoz Photography

It takes a village… thank you to all my wonderful friends and family who came to and supported me for this exhibition. It was a mammoth exercise to shoot, collate, print, pontificate over, market and organise this exhibition.

I couldn’t have done it without the support of my kids and my mother and my sister, Liz, the wonderful support of photographic buddies Amanda and Russell, the Instagram community, the Chapel Hill S.S community.

To those who travelled from the coast, and those who I hadn’t seen since I lived in PNG or who I went to Primary School with!!

Thank you to my B.G.G.S school buddies- you are bloody legends- always supporting me. Truly a wonderful year group.

Thank you to each and everyone who spent time with me this weekend, and thank you to those who are ill and sent me messages from their bed.

Thank you to everyone who supported me from the sideline and especially those who valued me and my photography and purchased. You are truly special people and I am blessed to have you in my life xx

Photo by Michel Poknee of Chicoz Photography

Photo by Michel Poknee of Chicoz Photography

My new bespoke cushion-available for order by contacting me.  Image by Michele Pocknee of Chicoz Photography

My new bespoke cushion-available for order by contacting me. Image by Michele Pocknee of Chicoz Photography

The green side of the room- featuring my new bespoke cushion based on the ‘a touch of paradise’ photograph. All my photographs are now available as a cushion for $100 plus postage. Two weeks order time. Thanks again to Michele Pocknee of Chicoz Photography for this photo.

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If you were unable to come to the exhibition, all the photographs are now available for sale at this link http://katische.com/product-category/wonderment.  Contact me if you are interested in international orders as I work directly with your local printer to ensure quality of reproduction and to eliminate costly international shipping charges! There are a few printed canvases available from the exhibition in the 36×24 $400 and 24 x 24 size ($250), please contact me hello@katische.com to find out which ones these are.

Happy Snaps posted on social media. Thank you to everyone who entered the selfie competition. The winner is Tanja Prell, who wins the display canvas of  “Solitude”.  Tanja please email me to organise collection of your photographic canvas.

The colours of autumn

There’s something magical about the golden colours of autumn. The bright reds and greens which over time fade into rustic colours before they drop to the ground. Living in Brisbane we don’t experience the dramatic changes in season. There is a Maple Leaf tree in our street, but to experience the real colours of autumn, you need to travel somewhere colder.  Stanthorpe is a perfect location for this.

I highly recommend that you call the Visitor Information Centre before going, to ensure that the leaves are still on the trees. A three hour trip is a long way to go if they have already fallen…  http://www.granitebeltwinecountry.com.au  1800 SO COOL is their phone number.

Copyright- Katische Haberfield

Quart Pot Creek, Stanthorpe. Copyright- Katische Haberfield

 

Copyright- Katische Haberfield

Copyright- Katische Haberfield

Copyright- Katische Haberfield

Copyright- Katische Haberfield

 

Exposed.

Wish me luck. I just entered the 2015 Travel Writing scholarship competition run by World Nomads and Lonely Planet.

The 3 scholarship recipients will receive:

  • A 3-day custom travel writing course in San Francisco with mentor and Lonely Planet author John Vlahides
  • A 10-day road trip across the U.S. (including a $3000 USD stipend to spend on food, transport, activities and accommodation)
  • Round-trip airfare from your country of residence to San Francisco, CA
  • Travel insurance for the duration of the trip from World Nomads

To view my entry “exposed” click on the following link. http://journals.worldnomads.com/katische/story/132517/Papua-New-Guinea/Exposed

Thanks to Shannon, Koel and Michael for their travel tips for where I should travel to, should I win, and also to Steph for reading the article prior to submission.

Katische xx

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In the photo I am fifteen. My eyes are cast downwards, a little embarrassed. She stands beside me looking ahead, smiling. We have the same colour brown hair. Hers is short and densely packed with tightly coiled curls. Mine is cut in a bob.

I wear a maroon fake Adidas polo shirt, made in china, buttoned to the very top. It’s a new purchase from Moresby, where pirate t-shirts and cassette tapes provide local Chinese businesspeople with income, and over-privileged boarding school teenagers like me wear them as a badge of honor when we return to school.

She’s not wearing a shirt. Mud has been painted over her breasts. This is the source of my discomfort.

I’m not used to seeing the public display of breasts. I feel embarrassed for her. I imagine what it would be like for me to be standing next to a stranger, partly clothed, being photographed by men. The men are my father and uncle, but to her they are strangers.

Behind us, visible in the photo is her house. Her family makes hers from thatched straw and wood. It stands high on stilts for protection when the river rises, and to keep them safe from predatory animals at night. Anyone who pays to go on the tour can come to her village, and poke their nose into her house.

Mine is a modern apartment in a high-rise complex surrounded by high fences topped with barbed wire. Guards stand at my gate, and only those who live there are allowed to enter.

She fears evil spirits, but is comfortable with ritual and communicating with the dead. I’m afraid of being seen as a looser or a nerd, and the only person I’ve ever lost was my Nanna. Death is not yet something I want to talk about.

She lives in Ambiwarra along the Sepik River. I live in Port Moresby on the school holidays, and Brisbane during the school term.

At this point in time, I discover, that wherever you travel, there you are. We bring with us all of our beliefs and baggage. It is with time and experience that we can enjoy being confronted by new situations and new discoveries about how others live their lives, and realize, that there is nothing to compare. It just is.

Travel opens your eyes and clears the layers of first world privilege. The more uncomfortable it makes you feel, the greater the change on your psyche, the more aware you are of the gifts of your birth. Twenty-four years later, I will post this photo on my website. It will be the journey that I identify as the source of my life long travel bug.

Travelling through life with a camera

I need to escape regularly. Working from a home office, I need to get out on the weekends and inject some fresh air and life into my blood. I find travelling an easy way to do this. When I bring my camera along with me, I find that I stop more, and really take in my surroundings. I look for textures and colours, for the shapes in the clouds, and the everyday things that make me laugh. I look for the things that other people walk past.

The following photos are from a recent trip to Sydney’s eastern suburbs.