Lovely natural light caught my eye for the first three shots… then a hint of golden light on her lil head whilst watching a DVD. Moments that ask you to photograph them. x
E a r l y morning and
the c h i l d r e n ‘ s voices
have j o i n e d in with the choir of birds
announcing day b r e a k.
I would have rather not k n o w n
preferred to lay
i g n o r a n t
between the w a r m t h
of the s h e e t s .
In a s t a t e
b e t w e e n worlds
neither h e r e nor t h e r e
my s u b c o n s c i o u s
my d r e a m s t a t e
at the r e i n s .
t’was n o t to be.
good m o r n i n g
s a d d l e u p
let’s r i d e
this p o n y
Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown
If you haven’t been to a Woodford Folk Festival before, well you should add it to your bucket list. It is
possibly the best festival I have ever had the pleasure of attending. There is something for everyone. And so many “things” happening that one can easily walk around the festival with no agenda and stumble upon something amazing again and again. I guess you could call me a veteran of this festival. I first attended as a 6 year old back in it’s humble origins of the Maleny Showgrounds. My how it has grown.
I eat at Spaghetti Junction almost daily at Woodford. I am and always have been a pasta addict. Just ask my mum. Fresh pasta with chermoula or pesto or pomodoro sauce…just one or a combination for a taste explosion…….YUM!
There are even elephants at Woodford. This one’s name is Eesha. It is a great festival for children, if a tad tiring. (Mostly for the parents, the kids get wheeled about in all different types of cool contraptions).
A small section of the crowd watching John Butler Trio. Can you see the lady waving? She’s a Maleny local.
This plastic container was perched on one of the bins……. I’m still trying to make sense of it….. actually, it’s Woodford…. makes perfect sense!
Afternoon respite from the heat. Chilling under the rainbow umbrella out the back of the chai tent. Every festival has one.
The artwork that was created along the walkways never ceases to amaze. Every one adds something as they go past. One piece in particular was big enough to completely get in the way of the rubbish trucks emptying all the bins in the early hours of the morning. Temporary art….. the beauty is you may never see it again.
These shots below are from Honor Morningstar’s 5 rhythms dance….. wow what an amazing journey to be witness to.
Tanz is a involved with Woodford for 6 weeks from early December until a week after everyone else has left back to “reality” doing the huge amount of fencing involved in an event of this magnitude. She rocks as you can see from the below photo.
From the hairs on
to the curve of my breast.
From the heights
to the depths
drunkenness and stupor
neediness and lack of glamour
I know myself.
Copyright Ketakii Jewson-Brown 2013
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