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25.01.2022 It's been a while since I've photographed a 1st Birthday but when JP asked me to capture memories of his sons special day, I couldn't say no. We decided to add a Cake Smash to mark the occasion. I think Jason was a bit overwhelmed with what was going on but this smile just lights up my day. There's more photos on the blog. http://deborahdorman.com.au//family-portrait-1st-birthday- Happy Birthday Jason!

24.01.2022 No fog, no sun but still a delightful meander around the paths of Maranoa Gardens, an Australian Native garden in Balwyn, Victoria, Australia.

23.01.2022 Day 657000 of Mandatory Quarantine and I'm working on putting a book together on how to photograph flowers and gardens. It's an informative process to go through and I'm learning a lot. As I go back through my catalogue of photos trying to decide what to include in the book, the main thing I've learnt is that I take too many photos. I've not been taking a lot of photos in the last few days because: 1. I take too many photos and don't know what to do with them all. 2. My hard... drive keeps running out of space 3. I became obsessed with the 1000 piece puzzle for my care package delivered last week. (OK, I took a couple of photos) Other notes about quarantine. You're not in control of anything. Your day is dictated by others and you have no say in any of it. You just wait for a knock on the door. 3 sharp knocks means it's time to eat. Wait 10seconds before opening the door to collect your meal. No choice. (You can choose vegetarian, but other than that you get what you're given.) A soft knock means it's time for a walk. You might have been waiting since you rang to be put on the list for 40 minutes or 4 hours for that knock. And then you ring and get put back on the list for the afternoon and then you wait for 5 hours (should we make a cup of tea or will the knock come) and that knock might not come at all. (No walk for me today as when they came this morning I was in a Zoom meeting and there was no knock this afternoon. Rations. I ordered 7 bottles of wine to be delivered. But they only allow us to have two bottles a day. It's not like we're going to drink more than two bottles in one day, it's that we are treated like children. We don't have any say in it. No choice. No control. It feels like a small loss of dignity. On a side note, the NDIS is all about Choice and Control for people with a disability. It's almost a mantra. And if this little snippet of time in Quarantine is any indication of what it's like to not have choice and control, then my understanding, empathy and compassion has increased to a whole new level as to how important it is for a persons sense of self and dignity and lots of other things I can't think of right now. One other thing. It's funny the little things you learn about someone when you're in close confines. Like, I never knew Steve used an old fashioned shaving brush until I saw it sitting on the hand basin. It's so cute! (Maybe it's not old fashioned, maybe everyone uses a shaving brush and I'm out of touch?) I hate being stuck in air-con 24 hours a day. No balcony. No windows that open. And just to finish off, I'm in love with Banksias. I've decided to sell up everything and buy a farm to grow native flowers and become a florist. (ok, maybe more of a dream than a decis

22.01.2022 Quarantine - Day ? (lost count already) Believe it or not, I've been busy! Zoom meetings, phone calls, computer work, emails etc. There's been a lot going on. And before you know it the day's gone and then it's nearly midnight and you still have work to do. Highlight of the day was receiving a special care package that was better than christmas, with loads of flowers and lots of other surprises that will pop up in photos in the coming days. Photos mostly from yesterday and some from today.

21.01.2022 Lazy Sunday afternoon in Quarantine. Playing with light and shape. Peeping through the peep hole to the world outside (or to the corridor, at least). More blurry abstracts as that seems to match the mood of the times. My first time out of the room this afternoon. We were allowed down to the pool to do some laps. And by laps, I mean, around the pool, not in it. 20 people at a time, masks on, 1.5m apart, for 20minutes. The smokers huddled in one cordoned off corner. Round and round and up and down like trained mice. Then escorted back to the cage.

19.01.2022 Life after Quarantine. I am so very grateful to have escaped the second lockdown in Melbourne. I haven't taken one minute of it for granted and have been very busy with both work and play, as such I haven't posted any photos anywhere! I have lots of stories and photos to share though so stay tuned. I've just delivered the Currumundi Special School photos for another year and apart from a few loose ends to tie up, I should have some time to get back to some of my photos soon.... The Special School has 213 students and it's equal parts challenging and rewarding to try to get the best photo of each student. The staff are amazing and much credit goes to them for the efforts they go to to get the best expressions. It makes it's all worthwhile when you get an email from a Mum saying, "Thanks Deborah, as usual a beautiful photo of our [daughter], so natural and no forced smile!!! Lovely " See more

18.01.2022 Day 2 was a blur. Time stretches and shrinks as we adjust to our 'home' for the next two weeks. I'm two streets away from the Botanical Gardens, which is a bit of a tease. I was disappointed with the flowers I ordered but it has made a huge difference to have some plant life in the room. And I now have one banksia and a protea to photograph. The day revolves around when the next meal gets delivered. We're sorting out space and routines. Feeling a bit like caged mice. A balc...ony would have made a huge difference. To be able to get some fresh air. To step into another space. To be 'outside'. Apparently if you say you're a smoker you have a good chance of getting a balcony. I wish I'd known that sooner. Steve is restless. This will be hard for him. He's an outdoors, active, social person. I'm much happier to be a hermit. Although there is a sense of feeling trapped, knowing you can't just go for a walk if you want to. See more

17.01.2022 Two weeks mandatory quarantine. Day 1. After haggling, successfully, with Qld Health over the last week to get an exemption for my partner to enter Qld with me (I'm a resident so was eligible for a border pass) and then catching a half empty Jetstar flight out of an eerily deserted Melbourne Airport (even Macca's was closed!) we then had to wait 3.5hrs to get through border control at Brisbane airport to have the riot act read to us to make sure we don't try to step outside ...the room we have to stay in. My partner and I were escorted through the airport with several others, all wearing our face masks (feeling like lepers as the young army person leading the way kept calling out sternly to people in the terminal to 'move to the side' to let us pass), we were then bussed to the Westin in the city. And here we are locked in for two weeks in 5 star comfort. No balcony, no fresh air, not a plant in sight. It's a very nice room and we get nice enough meals delivered three times a day in brown paper bags with styrofoam containers inside and plastic cutlery. We'll get the bill at the end of our stay to pay for this mandatory retreat from society. There's not a lot to photograph in this modern, minimalist room so I've taken a few abstracts . I've also ordered some flowers to add a bit of life and colour to the room, as well as give me something to take photos of. I've ordered a few other essentials to be delivered, like wine, chocolate and cheese. I'll be back with regular riveting updates. See more

17.01.2022 Last night in Quarantine! We were originally scheduled to check out FROM 10.15am tomorrow (Fri). But Steve got chatting to a guy while we were on our daily exercise walks (nice guy he said, despite barracking for Carlton!) and he lives not far from me on the Sunny Coast and offered us a lift (his wife is picking him up). We were planning to catch a train but jumped at the chance of a lift and explained the situation to the front desk and they changed our departure time to 12.01am. So now we feel like kids on Christmas Eve, waiting for Santa to arrive at 1 minute past midnight.

14.01.2022 Day 3 Quarantine. This post gets me up to the current day and time. It's Sunday. Steve and I take turns being just a bit irritable as we settle into our new space. Steve feeling anxious at being locked in. Me feeling anxious about Steve being anxious. We've discovered if we ring reception we can request to be released for a supervised walk. Steve is jumping around like a kid in a lolly shop. He's so excited. I'm still in bed so he goes alone. I enjoy having the space to myse...lf. He comes back with the biggest grin. "Fresh air (through a mask)", he says. The things we take for granted. We've 'booked' to go out again this afternoon and we are both eagerly awaiting the knock on the door. Never have the police at the door been such a welcome event. Each meal that gets delivered has a piece of paper with what the meal is and on the back is an activity. I've done the stretches, I nailed the dot to dot, I crushed the crossword but failed miserably at Suduko. I'm grateful for the floor to ceiling windows with lovely winter sun coming through until 3pm when it dips behind the high rises opposite. If you have to be imprisoned for two weeks I could think of a lot worse places. I'm preferring to call it a 'retreat' and I plan to make the most of it. We have a good straight walking stretch between the entry and the windows and we pace back and forth just for the activity. As I write this, it's just been announced that Victoria is going into Stage 4 lockdown for 6 weeks. I feel like I just dodged a bullet by getting out on Friday. I hope Queenslanders take notice and do the right or we'll end up in the same boat here. See more

14.01.2022 Here's one little project I've completed since getting out of quarantine. A new story for my Gardens and Their People series. Click on through to the blog to read all about my brother Stew's garden in Toowoomba. And check out the nice late afternoon light we had filtering through the garden.

13.01.2022 Quarantine - Day 6 (I think) Waiting for the police to knock on the door is the unexpected highlight of each day. That means we have 20 minutes out of the incessant air con and get to breath fresh air (through a mask). We are escorted to the pool area where we walk in a circuit and try to catch some sun where we can. We get let out at least once a day and if we're lucky, twice! And if we're really lucky they muck up the check in list and forget we are down there until we ev...entually own up and tell them, so they can then escort us back to our cell, I mean, room. It's 4.12pm and our chances of getting out for a second time today are dwindling. I joined in an ephemeral art challenge a few weeks ago with Every Seven Days 2020 . I've been posting on Instagram but I haven't got anything else to share today so here is my effort for this weeks challenge of 'Pattern'. I haven't got much to work with but the care package I received game me some options (thanks for the Snapdragons Robyn). And the endless waste of plastic with each meal bothers me. So I've tried to at least put it to some good use to create my pattern. See more

12.01.2022 Random thoughts (along with iphone photos) 1. The Covid test. It's not a big deal. Really. I'd choose that over a pap smear or a mammogram or childbirth or even period pain. Seriously, 10 seconds and it's over. No pain. Mild discomfort. 2. There's always someone worse off than you. But that doesn't mean your situation isn't stressful or difficult. Don't be a whinger but don't trivialise your situation either. 3. I'm so excited to get out and have some freedom and fresh air and home cooked meals and to see my boy. 4. So many more thoughts to share but I'm too excited.

12.01.2022 Some days, there are no words to explain how you feel. Some days, there is just an image (or 3) Backlit Bunny Tail Grass - Victor Harbor S.A. For Angus, and Mum. Who both had pretty shit weekends.

10.01.2022 Day 1 of Stage 3 Lockdown #2 We're allowed out for exercise. So I'm back to walking around the neighbourhood with my camera. I took Steve, my partner, around to check out a Free Street Library I had found close to home. Here's what happened.

08.01.2022 Today, while I was walking ... (Story on the blog)

07.01.2022 As 'Sick'toria takes a step closer to Stage 4 restrictions, I'm grateful to be a step closer to seeing my special boy in less than two weeks. I haven't been able to get back to Qld since March and this is the longest period of time I've ever spent away from him. I get out of quarantine the day before his 32nd birthday. Everyone is impacted differently by the Pandamic, some more so than others in both direct an indirect ways. Be kind to each other. These photos are my way of keeping focused and (somewhat) sane. Steve is like a cat on a hot tin roof, with an attention span of about 3.5minutes. He would have been for a long walk by now, been up the road to shop for dinner, gone for a bike ride, chatted to the neighbours, done a bit of gardening, etc etc. But he's stuck inside with a crazy woman with a camera. No escape!

07.01.2022 Save Isobel Jordan. Or, save paradise from becoming a parking lot. It takes 2 minutes to lend your support to protect this little pocket of amazing habitat (Queenslanders only). Please click the link and sign the petition. They really need your help. Here's a few flora photos I snapped this morning at this little treasure trove of natural goodness. https://www.parliament.qld.gov.au//petit/petition-details

07.01.2022 Update: After much consideration and angst and struggling with emotional attachment, the decision has been made to move on from Wild Honey Photography, which I started many years ago, and continue on under my own name. It's time. I look forward to where ever this new path leads.

06.01.2022 The penultimate post. Y is for Yolk #debsisolationalphabet

02.01.2022 Z is for ... Deb in a zippered jacket, feeling relieved to have made it to the end of the alphabet, and a zebra in a pot plant in the kitchen. It's been a fun journey and a great way to distract myself while being locked down by looking at the things around me and seeing what I can come up with. #debsisolationalphabet

02.01.2022 Still having fun with back light and bunny tails and moody models. (moody in a good way!)

01.01.2022 x is for Xanthorrhoea #debsisolationalphabet