
It was in a sunday night and I wanted to have a bit of fun light-painting.
After a hectic week at work, it was supposed to be relaxing few hours up on the knoll of Kings Park.
Painting on a canvas of blackness with palette of light.
But unlike the beach, there are
1) lots of people
2) light spill from the city
3) murderous hordes of mozzies
4) lumpy grass that makes sticking a tripod to it ludicrously hard
5) murderous hordes of mozzies
6) candles that can’t fight the wind
7) and hunger pangs for hot chocolate at The Moon.

So I guess it didn’t work like how I intended.
Light painting fail.
But thank-you for all that were involved. You know who you were.
