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6 February 2010
the bathers
Now Playing: elliott smith - little one

the bathers

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 13:11 GMT
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i never promised you a rose garden
Now Playing: the divine comedy - secret garden
Topic: rosebank, nsw

i never promised you a rose garden

lucky charms

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wild straw berries

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chandelier

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 12:08 GMT
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fungi
Now Playing: pink floyd - wish you were here
Topic: rosebank, nsw

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Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 01:47 GMT
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5 February 2010
until the cows come home
Now Playing: SoKo - The Dandy Cowboys
Topic: rosebank, nsw

until the cows come home

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how now, brown cow?

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 23:19 GMT
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a little hoarse
Now Playing: the dirty three - horse stories
Topic: rosebank, nsw

a little hoarse

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one is the loneliest number

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 10:14 GMT
Updated: 6 February 2010 01:44 GMT
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23 January 2010
my bag is always packed
Now Playing: patti smith - horses
Topic: self-portraiture

my bag is always packed


Thank you to everyone who voted for my portfolio in the Power of Self competition. After multiple extensions the People's Choice voting is now closed and judging on the major prize will commence next week.

Just before the final deadline I got an email about the extension saying that if you hadn't received a confirmation email, to let them know. I hadn't gotten a confirmation email, but had my PayPal receipt for my entry fee and could see my entry and had people voting on it, so thought everything was fine.

So I had a momentary panic that despite all that, by not getting the confirmation, maybe my entry wouldn't be considered valid, so I replied to let them know.

I got an email back this morning that said "You are all set, and your work looks beautiful!" I'm sure they said that to everyone in my situation; and the competition is being judged by external folk, like Steve Buscemi, not the main folk behind Artists Wanted, but it still made me grin and do a little hand-clap thing to get such a lovely message.

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 10:51 GMT
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14 January 2010
summer's lost heart
Now Playing: jarvis cocker's "summer service" on bbc radio 6 from 10/01/2010
Topic: self-portraiture

summer's lost heart


I'm much more interested in the main, non-people's-vote prize of this competition, which, if I were somehow to win, would allow me to travel to New York this year after all, and stay for longer than I'd hoped, but if you feel the urge, it would be lovely if you'd do the clicky-thing and give me as many stars as you feel I deserve for my submission to the Power of Self competition currently being run by Artists Wanted. You can vote once every 24 hours if it takes your fancy. You'll have my thanks for 1 click or 100.

I highly doubt the likelihood I'll win this as there are some absolutely brilliant entries to the competition... and that's just the artists I know...

Meanwhile, the good news is that my credit card is paid up but for money that isn't due until the start of February. I opened a new savings account yesterday to deposit my travel savings into. I have a fixed term contract as a public servant until mid-April (*fights urge to make jokes about "going postal"*... feeling a little Charles Bukowski these days). I've been editing lots of non-self-portraiture images from my backlog of images. And I'm excited about an upcoming road-trip up the east coast of Australia from Melbourne to Brisbane with Phil in late March / early April.

Why are you still reading this? Get voting!

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 12:11 GMT
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2 January 2010
trailer park blues
Now Playing: beth orton - trailer park
Topic: rosebank, nsw

trailer park blues


When I was a teenager, and really, even earlier than that, I had a romantic notion about caravans, or trailers as they may be known elsewhere.

Maybe it was from growing up one of three children, though I was always lucky enough to have my own room. Maybe it was because we rented one for a family holiday one year when I was quite young. Maybe it was the romantic notion of nomadic life or transience which alternately lures and repels me to this day. I don't really know.

But from a fairly young age I used to attempt to convince my parents to buy a caravan for me to live in. I wasn't asking to move out, per se. I didn't have a license as I was too young; now I don't have a license and it has nothing to do with age. So it wasn't about trying to get far away from family. It was the concept of having a place of my own. Which, for some reason, was a concept I coveted even back then. Even if that place of my own was to be parked in the driveway of the family house.

There was something about having my own bedroom, kitchen and lounge in one. There was something about folding beds. There was something about diner-style tables and laminate. The usually kitsch-style curtains on the windows, levered windows and the shape of the caravans themselves.

The concept of caravans that had tops that could be raised and lowered fascinated me. The idea of a makeshift verandah created from a canvas awning and evenings spent outside in the heat watching storms. The inconvenience of navigating to a toilet block (or the toilet inside my parents' house) in the dark and rain obviously didn't register in my young mind.

Maybe it was the idea of having a home of my own but the freedom to move that so caught my imagination.

Like my mother, when I don't move house for a few years, I still find myself rearranging the furniture every six months or so.

I guess it's something to do with restlessness.

Either way, no matter how often I mentioned it - coaxed, pleaded - my parents' response was always in the negative. The word "firetrap" was used often. I'm sure "eyesore" featured in there strongly too.

But still every time I see one, I think of how much it looks like home. No matter how decrepit. And possibly even more so if it is decrepit. I realise the impracticality. The heat in summer, the cold in winter, and all the other negatives in between.

But for some reason, the romantic notion still remains.

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 13:28 GMT
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31 December 2009
neither an end nor a beginning but a going on
Now Playing: david gray - say hello wave goodbye
Topic: self-portraiture

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Well, here we are. The end of another year, another decade. Out with the old, in with the new, eh?

The past year has been none too shabby; the past decade was a mixed bag. The next year and decade are bound to be full of ups and downs, but if I have anything to say about it, they'll be full of adventures, creativity, travel, new experiences, and more photography than you can poke a stick at.

Some "fast" facts about the last decade for me:

I opened this decade (and the new millenium) in "style" (okay, Liverpool, rain, port-a-loos with busted doors and illicit drugs might not equate to everyone's idea of "style"!) at Cream 2000 at Pier Head in Leeds, after a wonderful few weeks exploring the UK and catching up with friends and family, local and imported. Orbital brought us into the new millennium with the theme from Doctor Who at midnight, and a mash-up of popular music from the past decade and beyond.

I spent the first 2 years and 4 months of the noughties living in the UK. I lived in 4 different homes during my time there: Bracknell, Reading, Clapham and Croydon.

In that time I traversed much of England, Scotland, Wales and the Republic of Ireland. Spent parts of two summers at the Edinburgh festivals: film, book, fringe, T at the Fringe, Edinburgh Festival proper; never made it to the military tattoo. Visited Copenhagen, Carcassonne and Toulouse (where I saw The Cure live), Frankfurt and Berlin (where I saw Radiohead play two nights in a row), Barcelona, and Paris (totally kicked arse over paint-balling as a team-building exercise!)

I seem to have left an important part of my brain somewhere, somewhere in a field in Hampshire, alright...

I took not nearly enough photographs, but did work experience at Hot Dog Magazine and was told I should show my portfolio to Dazed & Confused Magazine, though I never did.

I worked with some awesome folk at a photo library in Farringdon, then Camden, for most of my time in the UK. In fact, I spent far too much time in all working whilst living over there, but I did squeeze in time to scan photos and set up the early incarnations of my website.

My last new year's eve in the UK we became yet another statistic: "victims of crime"; with one of our crew being held up at gunpoint a mere 5 minute walk from our home. Thankfully the friend in question was treated, scalp glued, and back at ours in time for the countdown to 2002; though neither myself nor my housemate ever walked along that street at night again.

I met some absolutely wonderful people, artists and otherwise, developing strong and inspiring friendships, locally and virtually. Some friendships became even stronger. Other "friendships" I severed, or "friends" I distanced myself from.

I visited New Zealand's North Island to visit friends and family and take many photographs.

I said farewell to both of my mother's parents; that was hard.

I spent the first half of the decade in relationships. The second half of the decade I spent happily single. I proved I can be more than a little romantic and spontaneous when I traveled to Hong Kong on a whim to meet someone. The romance only blossomed to friendship, but I did take many photographs in Hong Kong City, on Lamma Island, and in Macau.

At the current moment I'm on the verge of paying off my credit card debt for the third time within the decade. Though I was fastidious in paying the full balance off each month until April 2002, past years have not been so disciplined.

I started my own business, which I still run, but which consists more of being an artist than a photographer-for-hire these days.

I sold numerous prints and books to some wonderful people, and completed commissioned portrait shoots with some other wonderful folk. I thank you profusely for your continuing support, it means more to me than you will ever know.

I had eleven different residential addresses and one postal address in the past decade. This year I moved from Melbourne to Brisbane, which has turned out to be a refreshingly positive decision.

I had fifteen different employers, and in 2008 finally streamlined my superannuation down to one account from about six.

I staged my debut solo exhibition, Alternate Worlds, in August 2007 at Brunswick Street Gallery; and had my work included in numerous exhibitions in Melbourne and surrounds, and in LA.

I was shortlisted for the Toyota Community Spirit Artist Travel Award in 2009; and the Corangamarah Art Prize in both 2008 and 2009.

I saw my photography in print for the first time (and more), including two book covers and 10 short story covers, and collaborated with publishers, writers, other photographers, and even made my first doll. I self-published three books of my photography, and wrote about 700 words of prose in NaNoWriMo 2009. I also performed on stage in a public venue outside of a school recital or inter-school competition, playing glockenspiel, egg-shaker and singing (not all at the same time) in a then-boyfriend's band, The Toys.

This year closes on some wonderful and not-so-wonderful moments and experiences, and the decade ahead holds many surprises and dreams to be fulfilled.

Although I'd intended to travel overseas in 2010, and initially had hoped to relocate permanently to the UK, I've made a tough decision in the past few weeks that I need to postpone those travels until 2011 and close off some personal stuff in Australia during 2010 (nothing bad, just closing some chapters in my life).

I'll still be taking a ten-day road trip from Melbourne to Brisbane with Phil Ivens in March and April 2010. I'll still be upgrading my D50 to a D700 or similar during the course of the year.

I'll also be meeting with a Melbourne gallery in March to discuss a potential exhibition of my interior / exterior work in November 2010.

However, for now I will remain in Brisbane, and part-way through next year I'll no doubt end up looking for a place of my own here.

I have a list as long as your arm (my arms are short, so your arms are likely to be of a length more fitting to the extent of my list!) of projects, goals, dreams, intentions and resolutions that I hope to see to fruition and bring to reality in 2010.

I hope you'll stick around and see how it all turns out, and perhaps some of you will play a part in those projects and dreams.

Words can't even begin to describe how appreciative I've been of all the support I've received in the past decade. Whether personal, emotional, creative, inspirational or financial, or a mixture of the above. I have astoundingly generous, inspiring, encouraging and loving friends and family, and for that I am ever thankful.

I'd love to hear about your past decade, and your plans for the coming year and decade; and see and be a part of your futures.

I hope you have a wonderful closing of the old year, and welcoming of the new year, and I raise my glass to every one of you.

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 13:21 GMT
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6 December 2009
le moribund
Now Playing: beirut - gulag orkestar
Topic: self-portraiture

le moribund


Thank you to Mel Brackstone for taking me to this abandoned house a couple of weeks ago.

That day I also enjoyed shooting around my ‘hood with Kelly, then op shopping with Mel, Kelly and Katrina before this shoot :o)

I've entered this image into this week's Saatchi Online Showdown, so you can vote for it until late afternoon Monday GMT.

Also, if you're after a 2010 calendar, I have three new ones available through RedBubble. Or if you're after a custom calendar of my work, comment or message me!

Posted by Bronwen Hyde at 03:30 GMT
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