Well... what a day to forget that was!
The night before this i had struck a frustrating problem with my lens research assignment that i was trying to finalise. Long story short, i would spend an amount of time working in it, adding text and images etc to improve its overall appeal, ensuring to save along the way and then all of a sudden whilst trying to save again it would simply have a melt-down and display an error message telling me some computer mumbo-jumbo that made no sense and the file was nowhere to be seen!?!?!?! So an hour of work then had to be re-done. This happened twice!
So at 1am in the morning this was almost causing me to become violent, but instead of this i decided to out-whit the computer and devised a plan to save and then back-up the same file to both of my USB sticks. Thankfully this plan worked nicely, because the error/problem happened again three more times. This all said, you could imagine how agitated i was whilst trying to settle and fall asleep at 3am. There goes my plan to go checkout the dawn service at the war museum :(
Anyway, after an awkward sleep i finally woke at 10am still agitated, but determined to finalise this dam lens research assignment because i was confident i was onto a good thing. By 1pm it was all done and i thought brilliant, that's one major assignment down, now i can finally get out of the house and start shooting stuff for Lindi's major film assignment.
Once downstairs and in my car, i noticed a plastic packet (like a money bag) with a piece of paper inside under the passenger-side windscreen wiper blade. An $81 dollar parking fine?!?!?!? What the!?!?!?! I am going to dispute this crap.
So anyway, tired and grumpy turned into wanting to kick something multiple times and yell expletives at the top of my lungs. However, I had a job to do and needed to soldier on. My plan was to travel down to the Brindabella Business Park and photograph some of the quite astonishing architecture/buildings within the estate. It is something i have had in the back of my mind to do ever since driving past it not long after i moved to Canberra. Anyway, so off i went, all rugged-up, because it was an icy day thinking back (brrrr) and began to take some frames.
Then all of a sudden out came this security guard wanting to know all about me and my actions. Before i knew it i was informed that i was "committing a criminal offence" and had to follow him immediately. He had my student card so i had to.. Then once inside this building him and another guard requested i remove and hand over all evidence (1x roll of b/w film) and that my details were going to be recorded. It was about then that my heart rate rose a little and i wondered if i'd be sleeping in my own bed tonight :|
Thankfully they weren't too hard on me and understood my circumstances, eventually letting me go without a charge or fine - phew!
How much worse could my day get you might ask... allow me to continue.
So now completely put-off by the idea of photographing our wonderfully paranoid and idiotic "man-made" world i decided to get back to what i love most and escape all the nonsense for a bit of beauty from the "natural world" before the sun retired for the day.
This was going well for me until i climbed up onto the roof of my car to grab a photograph of the kids pushbike i noticed up on top of the roof of a small tin shed in the middle of no-where just off the federal highway. I got the shot no worries, but as i was positioning myself to jump down from my 4x4, the camera strap of my film camera got caught on my right boot, which yanked the camera from my grasp and sling-shoted it towards the hard gravel/dirt road beneath. I felt like crying..
Initially i thought, you beauty! it only cracked the UV filter on the lens, but then i tried to twist/adjust the focus and realised the lens was out of plum due to the impact. Bugga!! Well at least now i have an excuse to pull apart a lens and have a look at all the bits n pieces :P
PLease refer to the photos below.
It was at this point i decided to give up on today, go home, curl up in bed, go to sleep and just try to forget it ever happened.
On the way home, a phone call picked me back up again, because it was a farmer from Yass, wanting to come purchase the push bike i had advertised for sale. Long story short he drove in later that evening, checked it over, smiled, shook my hand, paid me $300 cash and was then on his way back to Yass. "You lil' ripper" i said. haha :)
After all that happened that day, it just proves that we all go through life's ups and downs from time to time. So just deal with it and try to enjoy the ride, because it often takes you through things that aren't so great before returning you to a good place again.
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