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Published: January 5th 2007
I'm standing in a postcard inventing happiness. Highly suspect white sand mocking me from the obviously photoshopped page. The cobalt blue/green has been enhanced too much to look natural so I snap a photo to remind myself later that it's real.
A small child places a cork in a tub, as he splashes about his cork becomes my ferry from Magnetic Island to Townsville. The sun has set fire to the sky and I snap a photo to remind myself later that it's real.
The worlds coolest puppy lounges on the bar of a ten speed bike, backfeet dangling casually and front paws up on the handlebars steering and I'm dreaming and God is smiling at me through this puppy's eyes. I laugh and I snap a photo to remind myself later that it's real.
I'm floating in a tiny boat miles from shore nursing a hangover and serious lack of sleep. The sun shines improbably bright and the universe gets cheeky. Opening a secret door to a vast and endless supply room, perhaps a little too much gusto in His actions and in a moment, 200 dolphins are impossibly leaping, splashing, singing, laughing, playing, swaying, working, golfing,
skydiving, paying bills, hailing cabs and dictating philosophical absolutes, and I know I'll wake up in a minute so I snap a photo to remind myself later that it's real.
I travelled 4700 kilometers up the coast of a remarkable continent to end up on a boat on the Great Barrier Reef. Water blue and warm and inviting and intoxicating. So many fish. So much life. Turtles, sharks, cuttlefish, blu spotted rays, gigantis moari wrasses, cleaner wrasse, pufferfish, giant clams, lionfish, eels, damselfish, butterfly fish, potato cod, tomato clownfish, sea cucumbers, celeryfish, mustard and ketchup cod, that-two-year-old-jar-of-mayonnaise-at-the-back-of-the-fridge rays, the-pile-of-odds-and-ends-you;ll-never-use-but-still-won't-throw-away-cause-you-never-know fish, and it's all gonna dissapear if I blink like some fantastic magna-doodle knocked off the edge of a table, so I snap a photo to remind myself later that it's real.
A little girl too beautiful to be mine plays in the sand on a beach too large and stunning to be as empty as it is in this artists rendition. If he added more people, concession stands, lifeguards and beach umbrellas, perhaps a scattering of rubbish, maybe I'd accept this uncluttered canvas. Perhaps he's young, inexperienced or not patient enough to paint a crowd of people...well at
least make it rainy so that I get some sense that it's possible. And the one beautiful girl, playing casually, peaceful, in her own world, an angel. Too calm, too serene to be a child...I don't think a child can actually be that perfect, so I snap a photo to remind myself later that it's real.
Canada is a refridgerator. Australia is a frying pan...just turned on when I arrived. I played along the edge so I wouldn't fry and burn up too early...eventually the middle heats up so much that it fries even that on its fringes... I jump into a roasting pan filled with water and dumped into Bali...the oven, to baste and build a tasty gravy. Slow roasted and basted and steamed over two long months...I'm cooked. I'm done... put me back in the fridge please...and I'll snap a photo to remind myself later that it was real.
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Greg
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Nice Pics
Hey Ryan... nice pics -- the ones with the dolphins are amazing. I went to "A Night at the Museum" with Kyra yesterday and she is DEFINITELY ready for you to be back. Look forward to seeing some more pics. (Oh by the way its not a fridge anymore its a freezer.... it snowed again today!) ;)