Murraylands hey? How far down did you go? I grew up in the Murray Mallee (Karoonda - between Murray Bridge and Loxton) and was up there from Christmas Eve to Boxing day.
Loxton...just lovely! Stopped there at Woolies to collect fruit after losing it all at the checkpoint near Pinaroo! I was very annoyed. I offered to eat 1 kilo of apples and bananas there and then, in front of the Officer, but he would hear nothing of it.
North from Loxton to Berri, then Barmera (Berri-Barmera has some shockingly surfaced roads) and western shore of Lake Bonney (windy, bloody hot, menaced by snakes), then next day east to Renmark, Mildura and Buronga (colossal crowds...). Got the photos... but a hell of a lot of travel for just a couple of pics, albeit very worthy of the print queue.
Or, the other thing is I simply see nothing new that inspires me?
What!? Get the blinkers off, get in the car and start travelling! SA is one of the most marvellous and scenic of any State in Australia (second only to the vast open spaces of the NT. I once thought South Australia had nothing to inspire me. That was... hmmm... around 30 years ago! And it really sparked me in 2011 when we did a detailed inspection on our around-Australia trip. Get over to Kanga Island, or loop the Eyre Peninsula. The Coorong? Bloody marvellous. Man, you're surrounded by inspiration.
(what are they REALLY taking the images for)
That is an astute observation. Something bugs me about pot-bellied old guys lining up to photograph a naked 20-something woman posing for them in a closed studio (with questionable, even non-existent artistic skill), be it painting, photography, life-drawing or whatever. The models, to their credit, are not all that perturbed by this.
I have photographed nudists, and I am at ease among them, having been brought up that way and mixed with them for decades, photographing their weddings, renewal of vows and even divorces. Good thing I'm not at all self-conscious!
But taking photos and looking at the final results DOES make me happy.
Right. That's something we can all identify with. And at the end of the day, that's all that matters, really, and how does a self-conscious dispositiion interfere with such a simple joy? I suggest you do it much more often and self-consciousness should fade away. If it does not... please call Dr Phil...
