San Meteo Bridge~

I arrived to a clear sunny day in San Francisco this morning. One of the most noticeable features from the window seat on decent was the lengthly San Mateo Bridge. It may not be much to look at aesthetically but certainly lent itself well to some grungy textured layers ūüėČ

#mytravels2014   #sanfrancisco   #bayarea   #sanmateobridge   #textureblendphotography  

Virtual Visit :: Sydney, Australia

Came across this in my notifications today. Made me laugh. 95% of my images are from Sydney … I live here! Most of you would have seen these photos already but for those of you interested in checking out the UNEDITED “story”, here it is. All the images here were taken over the course of 2 days (even though it says 4) w/ one of the locations “checked in”, probably what prompted the “collection”.

I think the feature will come in handy for my upcoming travels this July – August. Look forward learning more about it & sharing new stories ūüôā

The Digger~

There stands a Digger's statue on either side of the Anzac bridge. Their heads forever solemnly bowed. We speedily drive by & rarely notice.

This photo was captured during bushfire season last year when the smoke hung heavy in the Sydney skies.

Aussies love the extended weekend Anzac Day brings … let us remember, the holiday was hard won.

Below is an excerpt from: On Active Service by John Harold Falconer

"When I realised that I was wounded, and that I was alone, I slid off my equipment & threw away my rifle, and started to crawl on my stomach in the direction I thought we had come. The sights I passed out there I shall never forget. But still I had only one thought to get back to some shelter. My arm was now useless and paining intensely and my head commenced to swim. After crawling around out there, for as near as I can judge three hours, I crawled up to a prickly hedge. Something seemed to tell me that once on the other side I was safe. So taking great risk with the snipers I stood up and dived head first through the hedge and landed on the other side all of a heap.

Looking around I saw a trench facing me and a periscope looking at me. A few seconds later a turbaned head as black as soot, peeped over the top and beckoned me in. I stood up and ran like blazes into this trench, and landed into the arms of an Indian doctor, almost exhausted. The happenings of the last few hours rushed through my mind, while the doctor dressed my wound and by the time he had finished I couldn't realise or distinguish anything. He pointed the way for me to go and a few minutes later, I found myself among dozens and dozens of my comrades, who but a few hours ago had been strong, light hearted and happy, but who were now suffering agonies, that they themselves could only know. Strong men cried over the pals that had been lost and who could, who possess any heart at all, help but feel the bitter loss, that a few hours had done to the finest body of men who have ever, or will ever, leave Australia – "The 18th Battalion".

I don't think it possible for me to feel a more bitter sense of anguish of soul …" Dedicated to “My Loved Ones at Home” ~John Harold Falconer

More of his story can be found@ Falconer http://users.tpg.com.au/rnoakes/text/J%20Falconer%20WW%20I%20diary.htm

#anzacday2014 #anzacday #anzacbridge #gallipoli

 

The Digger~

There stands a Digger's statue on either side of the Anzac bridge. Their heads forever solemnly bowed.  We speedily drive by & rarely notice.

This photo was captured during bushfire season last year when the smoke hung heavy in the Sydney skies.

Aussies love the extended weekend ¬†Anzac Day brings … let us remember, the holiday was hard won.

Below is an excerpt from: On Active Service by John Harold Falconer

"When I realised that I was wounded, and that I was alone, I slid off my equipment & threw away my rifle, and started to crawl on my stomach in the direction I thought we had come.  The sights I passed out there I shall never forget.  But still I had only one thought to get back to some shelter.  My arm was now useless and paining intensely and my head commenced to swim.  After crawling around out there, for as near as I can judge three hours, I crawled up to a prickly hedge.  Something seemed to tell me that once on the other side I was safe.  So taking great risk with the snipers I stood up and dived head first through the hedge and landed on the other side all of a heap.
 
Looking around I saw a trench facing me and a periscope looking at me.  A few seconds later a turbaned head as black as soot, peeped over the top and beckoned me in.  I stood up and ran like blazes into this trench, and landed into the arms of an Indian doctor, almost exhausted.  The happenings of the last few hours rushed through my mind, while the doctor dressed my wound and by the time he had finished I couldn't realise or distinguish anything.  He pointed the way for me to go and a few minutes later, I found myself among dozens and dozens of my comrades, who but a few hours ago had been strong, light hearted and happy, but who were now suffering agonies, that they themselves could only know.  Strong men cried over the pals that had been lost and who could, who possess any heart at all, help but feel the bitter loss, that a few hours had done to the finest body of men who have ever, or will ever, leave Australia Р"The 18th Battalion".
 
I don't think it possible for me to feel a more bitter sense of anguish of soul …" ¬† Dedicated to ‚ÄúMy Loved Ones at Home‚Ä̬†~John Harold¬†Falconer

More of his story can be found@ Falconer http://users.tpg.com.au/rnoakes/text/J%20Falconer%20WW%20I%20diary.htm

#anzacday2014   #anzacday   #anzacbridge   #gallipoli  

The Trapezists Dream~

" … Faith, and Trust, and Pixie Dust.” ~Peter Pan /J.M. Barrie

Life's a bit like this right now! I'm on a bridge between two life chapters. Holding on & letting go. Self generating inertia and leaping from one perspective to the next. In non figurative form > my day job of past three years came to a close Saturday and I'm STILL searching for a place to live. Countdown to demolition on our current rental = 23 days! I'm really under the gun here but it always seems to work out in the end. Usually at the 11th hour … are we there yet??? lol

On one hand it's exciting to see a new chapter opening up. On the on the other? Well, it's faith, trust and a whopping dollop of elbow grease mixed in with that pixie dust!

While I'm still channeling creativity through Music & Art I've had very little time with my camera lately ūüôĀ Hence the recent re-shares of older images. This is likely to be the case over the next month as I re-sort the basics of food & shelter.

Thanks again for being part of the adventure & please accept my apologies in advance for being less communicative.

Cheers to rounding the bend! Man, I sure hope the view's a good one … when I get there I'll be sure to take a picture & share it ūüėČ

All the best~ Gx

 

The Trapezists Dream~

" ¬†… Faith, and Trust, and Pixie Dust.‚ÄĚ ¬†~Peter Pan /J.M. Barrie

Life's a bit like this right now! ¬†I'm on a bridge between two life chapters. Holding on & letting go. Self generating inertia and leaping from one perspective to the next. In non figurative form > my day job of past three years came to a close Saturday and I'm STILL searching for a place to live. Countdown to demolition on our current rental = 23 days! I'm really under the gun here but it always ¬†seems to work out in the end. Usually at the 11th hour ¬†… are we there yet??? lol

On one hand it's exciting to see a new chapter opening up. On the on the other? Well,  it's faith, trust and a whopping dollop of elbow grease mixed in with that pixie dust!

While I'm still channeling creativity through Music & Art I've had very little time with my camera lately ūüôĀ Hence the recent re-shares of older images. This is likely to be the case over the next month as I re-sort the basics of food & shelter.

Thanks again for being part of the adventure & please accept my apologies in advance for being less communicative.

Cheers to rounding the bend! Man, I sure hope the view's a good one … when I get there I'll be sure to take a picture & share it ¬†ūüėČ

All the best~ Gx

Falling for you turned my world upside down~

The view from Lady Macquarie's Chair :: Sydney :: Australia

Cheers from Oz lovelies! 

©Gretchen Chappelle [CC BY-NC-ND]
#oculus   #oculusimages #ladiemacquarieschair #sydneyphotography   #sydneyharbour   #sydneyoperahouse   #sydneyharbourbridge  

Golden Sand :: Southern Sea :: Sydney :: Australia 

"We've golden soil and wealth for toil,
Our home is girt by sea;
Our land abounds in Nature's gifts
Of beauty rich and rare … " ¬†Advance Australia Fair

©Gretchen Chappelle [CC BY-NC-ND]

#sydneyharbour   #sydneyphotography   #australia   #harbourbridge   #austrianphotographers