As the wind and salt spray wear away the eastern sandstone cliffs of Bare Island an ancient pattern has been brought to the surface. Oblivious to its origin or meaning, fishers cast from the nearby rocks, children search for crabs in tidal pools and couples take selfies. Above the wall and hidden from view the […]
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The Red Indian of Bare Island
I’ve sat on this image for way too long just because I did not feel it was technically good enough how ever I’ve keep revisiting it just because I love that the indifferent attitude. Time to share. I’m so grateful to Damian who guided me around Bare Island, Sydney, for this dive. His critter spotting […]
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