The plan was to get a photo of Lucas and Aiden together wrapped in christmas lights. It turned out to be impossible to get especially Lucas to sit still, so we eventually gave up and tried to do some individual shots...the photos below are the best of the lot...not great but will have to do. To be honest the best shot of the evening is the one above of Aiden which I took after we gave up with the chain.
Christmas is approaching fast. The Christmas tree is up and Kim is busy shopping for presents for the various people.
The other night I managed to slot in 10 minutes for the first set of Christmas photos of Aiden and Lucas.
I was shooting these with a 50mm f1.4 lens to get the nice blurry Christmas tree lights. This also meant that I didn't have much room to play with when it came to focus...almost impossible with two moving kids whily trying to get the right mood with facial expressions, tantrums etc. Aiden couldn't sit still and Lucas refused to wear his hat. What do they say...never photograph wild animals and children!
First the lockdown meant that we had to go online for training, but even in the dojo I managed to get a lot of injuries.
Some of them visible and some of them not so visible...I have a whole stack of scans and x-rays as souvenirs from this year.
Some could have been avoided, but most are just part of the training.
I even earned an award for it...
The worst one was a kick to my chin. I dont have any photos of it, but I do have the indentation it made on my mouth guard I was wearing at the time. If it hadn't been for the mouthguard I am certain that I would have lost some teeth. This injury could have been avoided.
I have now gone out to buy a new and way cooler mouthguard (I created the design myself). It is thors hammer in the middle surrounded by the Fenrir wolf and Midgaards Serpent.
Even Kim got a few bruises.
Perfect Moments Photography | A Rene Pallesen Journal
Strange year indeed, and other than a few things, it is remarkably the same.
The kids have still done a lot of activities and here are some of them.
Aiden hanging out with his friend Jake at the beach.
Mini golf with Sammi.
Doing puzzles at home.
Aiden had patience to do one of the simpler ones.
Me trying to teach them how to use photoshop...not a bad result for a first try.
Painting the old way.
One of Aidens favourite drawings. It got soaked by accident and he was absolutely devastated. I managed to rescue it somewhat and take this photo.
He went through a phase where he was obsessed with the Titanic.
He was also into Harry Potter and made a drawing of the sorting hat.
I took Aiden out for a run and he did 4.5km without a break...very proud.
Ice skating with friends
Backyard tennis
Ice cream
Karate - Lucas got to wear a black belt after doing a 3 minute plank.
Their Kumite (sparring) gear.
Aiden reading a bit. Reading is really difficult for him. He can read all the words and sentences perfectly, but it is hard for him to comprehend the stories he reads (almost like he is unable to visualise and imagine the story as he reads it.).
Early in the year we made an extended weekend trip to the Gold Coast in Queensland. Main attraction here was for the boys to visit Movieworld and Seaworld.
New years eve we celebrated first with Kims family in Coogee. Here they had a firework at 9.30pm which was rather small.
Since my dad is in Sydney we though that he should have a look at the proper midnight firework, so after Coogee my dad and I drove into the city to watch the firework at Sydney Harbour.
Kim stayed back with her family because we expected to walk a fair bit to get into the city and especially to get back afterwards (and it would be hard to walk with her being pregnant).
I brought my camera gear and this is some of the shots I took (I haven't had time to photoshop anything).
One day when it was raining and we were unable to do any work outside, we took my dad to the Blue Mountains.
It was nice and warm up there considering that the weather was sort of drizzling. My dad wanted to go and have another look at the Three Sisters, but they were covered in clouds, so instead we came up with taking the scenic railway as an alternative into the Jamison Valley.
As soon as Kim saw the drop into the valley she immediately bailed out and said that she didn't want to go....too steep.
My dad and I continued into the valley and went for a walk along one of the tracks there. While there I did some close-up photos of some of the local fauna.
After the walk we headed back up to the top with the cable car and then to Katooma for some lunch.
After lunch it was clearing up a bit, but the sisters were still covered. Instead we went for a walk at Wentworth Falls. My dad had never been there so that was something new for him.
After the walk it was getting late and we headed back to Sydney.
Every year on Boxing day (26th December) the Sydney to Hobart Yacht race kicks off.
It is a great event for anyone interested in sailing to see the large boats exit out through the heads of Sydney Harbour.
My dad was interested in seeing the race start and I wanted to get some great photos with the ships and the north head in the background.
We arrived at Watsons bay about 30 minutes before the race start and only just made it up to the viewpoint as the boats went through the heads. We were running the last 500 meters so as not to miss it (it has been a while since I've seen my dad run that sort of distance).
It was spectacular to watch all the ships and the follow boats head out through the harbour and head south towards the Tasman sea.
On the way back to the car we walked past the nude beach full of perverts (I don't mind nudists...but when it is old men with hard-on's standing facing the public swinging their willy's back and forth or pouring beer on it then they are exhibitionist perverts....click here...and....here...so see what I mean).
The winner of the race this year finished after 2 days and 9 hours.
This may
also come as a surprise to you....but Santa Clause does exist and he visited
our house on Christmas Eve.
We did the
traditional Christmas dinner with friends coming over along with some of our
nieces and nephews. Soeren and Nui joined us with their daughter and Andy
joined us with his daughter so it was an almost equal representation of adults
and kids (if you count me as a kid).
Later on in
the evening Santa Clause appeared (Ethan asked where the reindeer were and
apparently they were parked on the roof).
Ethan had been asking all evening whether Santa would be coming. Eventually we told him that Santa is a very busy man and that he visits all the good kids first and leaves all the naughty ones until later...that kept him quiet for a while.
He gave the
children lots of presents and soon afterwards he headed off again...he is a
very busy person this time of the year (I think he borrowed a couple of beer from the fridge).
By the end
of the evening we were so stuffed with food that we had to be rolled into bed.
My dad arrived early January to spend Christmas and New Years Eve here with us.
Before he arrived i asked him if he'd mind helping with a couple of jobs arround the house. I told him that the biggest job was the tiles in the outdoor area in the back yard.
When they built the house they only tiled a part of the area. Later they extended the area but didn't level the area properly so where the joint between the old and the new area was the tiles weren't the same level and were either loose or broken. My dad thought it was best if we removed all the tiles on the upper deck and then poured a new concrete slab on top of the old one. He said that this would guarantee that the area would have the correct run-off from the house and at the same time avoid any spots where water would collect (There is two small areas where the water collects with the result that dirt and leaves collect and makes a mess).
So far we have removed all the old tiles (360 tiles in total equalling more than 1 ton worth) and carried these to the front of the house. We also carried 1.3 ton of cement to the back to pour the slab (65 bags of cement). My dad was poiring most of this and leveling it while I was at work before Christmas. On top of this is all the new tiles, adhesive and grout (all heavy lifting).
I notices after a days rain that water was collecting in a couple of areas and my dad told me that I shouldn't worry about it as he would be able to compensate for this when laying the tiles to ensure that the water would run off.
The slab is now complete and we are ready to start laying new tiles. We bought a jackhammer which has been a life saver in terms of removing the old tiles and mixing the new cement and adhesive.
The area won't look too much different from before though. We are laying the exact same type of tiles (otherwise it wouldn't match the rest of the area at the back of the house and at the front).
I just really hope my dad does a good job making sure everything is level, because otherwise this would be a waste of the $3000 it is costing in materials and tools (I can also see that I will have a cleanup job to do
afterwards...there is cement on the walls and the fence of the house
how...my dads comment was that he couldn't take that much care and that
I'd just have to re-paint the house). If water is still collecting then we could have accomplished the same for a fraction of the price (and work) by just replacing and leveling a couple of rows of tiles at the area where they were broken (admittedly this would have been uneven, but the savings would probably have justified it).
Problem is that I won't know how dodgy the job is until after we've finished the grouting which wouldn't happen until end of this week (with a lot of effort).
Good news everyone...we are expecting a baby and the stork should be delivering around mid June next year.
I guess most of you guys already know by now....for the rest of you...Surprise!!
It is not unexpected as we were trying.
Now
there is a busy time ahead preparing for the baby. Kims wants the baby
room painted (Even though in my opinion the baby doesn't care what
colour it is).
We will also need to get hold of stuff like prams
etc. If there are any baby items that you can spare (especielly items
such as car baby seats, pram and changing table) then we would be very
grateful.
We don't know if it is a boy or a girl yet (We should know by the end of January).
yesterday it was Kim and I's one year anniversary.
We actually celebrated it on Saturday with a visit to one of Sydney top restaurants called Bilson's.
Yesterday we instead planned to have a nice evening out watching a movie in the evening. Kim was apparently waiting for me to deliver something to her office (or so her colleague said) but after work I was waiting at the car with a bunch of flowers. Kim was so excited to go out in the evening that she forgot to get off the train at our station with the result that she by accident ended up in Parramatta (western Sydney)...it took her one and a half hours to make it to the car...but fortunately the flower still looked fresh.
When we got home I spend some time experimenting with some photos and some lighting of the flowers before we went out, and here are the results. The Macro photos are taking using a 35/50mm lens reversed. The light comes from a single strobe reflected of a mirror.
The movie was really good and entertaining. We saw 2012...and it doesn't pretend to be anything other than what it is.
Every year in October & November there is an exhibition called Sculptures by the Sea. The city exhibits close to 200 sculptures on the stretch of coastline between Bondi and Tamarama. The public can go for a walk and have a look at the sculptures and vote for their favourits...if they are able to find parking that is.
Some of them are really good and some of them at just plain weird.
Schwedagon was a holy place with extremely large and beautiful temples.
To get to Schwedagon, you had to travel up very long escalators. I took this photo because these escalators were the only escalators I had seen during my whole trip in Burma. As Schwedagon is a very religious place for the locals, I guess to travel up these escalators give the sense of travelling to a higher and holier place.
The temples at Schwedagon were really impressive.
I was told that collectively, these temples were built with 39 tonnes of pure gold.
At the end of the day, the locals all contributed in cleaning the place. They clean all the tiles and are very organised.
Here is the 'Big Stuba'. All that gold...
Up close, the temples are a glorious sight. Especially at night!
Can you see those lights at the base of the Big Stuba? Each is a 'mini temple', illuminating a Buddha.
You can really see the magnificence of these temples!
There are lots of rules or procedures about the way one prays to the Buddhas - very complicated to an outsider!
I saw a couple of the buddhists pour water onto the statue of the Buddha. Depending on the day of the week a buddhist is born, the individual would pour the respective number of bowls for the day of the week. A buddhist believes that by doing this, it would bring them luck.
At Schwedagon, I noticed there were hardly any tourists, mostly locals paying homage.
Can you see how intricate the carvings are in the foreground?
The monks rung this bell to announce prayer times.
It brought luck to ring the bell.
For example, if you were born on the 1st day of the week, you rung it once to bring good luck. If you were born on the 6th day of the week, you rung it 6 times etc.
Burma/Myanmar surprised me in many ways. I would have liked to see more of Burma than I did, but due to military restrictions, I only had access to certain parts of Burma and was not able to see any of the indigenous people along the border as I had initially planned.Burma is a very poor country. It was difficult to travel... travelling 100 kilometres could sometimes take up to 6 hours.
One of the most beautiful places in Burma, I thought, was Bagan.
I took many photos in Burma, and tried to order them in the following pages:
I spent some days in Yangon, which had a heavy colonial influence.
Schwedagon was another place full of temples, a place laden with pure gold.
Whilst travelling, I could not help notice how influenced the people were by religion, and Burma's politics is one thing an outsider should not get involved in.
I was fascinated by what the Burmese used for medicine. They also had some rather interesting local fruit.
I took part in a photo competition in November 2001, using one of the photos I had taken during my trip to Mt Cook in January 2001. This photo was of Kevin, the alpine guide from my group in the technical climbing course.
The following photo and comments appeared on the Planet Fear website, in the Front Line Photography Competition - not long after I was notified that I was one of 20 winners, and I was even more surprised to find out that I had come third!
The comments above the photo were my comments that I had emailed to them when I sent the photo. The comments below the photo were (one of the judges) comments about my photo.
3. Rene Pallesen
The attached photo was taken in New Zealand on the main range near Mount Cook. The valleys to the west are filled with clouds formed by the moisture from the forests underneath. The snowcovered mountains in the north are visible through the clouds. The photo was taking using a Nikon FM10 using a Fuji Sensia 100 film.
Literally bathed in atmosphere. It would be easy to muff this high key exposure but Rene is spot on. The vertical format adds to a shot capturing all the euphoria of life on the tops. Reminds me of the legendary Mountain mag front covers.
~ Comment by Ian Parnell, Planet Fear
I decided to do a Technical Ice-Climbing course with Alpine Guides in New Zealand.
I spent 10 days at Mt Cook doing a very challenging course, but I learnt a lot. I learnt all the techniques required to do ice-climbing safely. I also learnt the necessities of surviving in the icy mountains.
Prior to the trip, a lot of preparation was required. Everyday, I went jogging to build up my fitness, so by the time I left for New Zealand, I could run 3km on the sand without getting puffed. I also had to buy some of the equipment. I had to buy cramp-ons (looks like spiked metal soles) to attach to my boots; ice-axe and ice-hammer; a new Gore-tex jacket (I needed a new one anyway) and some other clothing and equipment.
The photo on the right became a 3rd-place winner in a photo competition.
Our group consisted of 4 other doing the course. There were no prerequisites, other than a love for the mountains and a very high fitness level. Not all of us who do this course go on to climb the great mountains. We also discovered it takes guts and courage to stand on top of the world and feel confident. One cannot be an ice-climber if there is a fear of heights or if unsteady on the feet.
All of us in the group had come from different backgrounds. Søren was an experienced climber, who had aspirations of going to the Himalayas. Alan was a rock-climber who wanted to try the challenge of ice-climbing. Rob too loved the mountains and wanted the experience and challenge of being on the icey slopes of New Zealand. I had had quite a lot of climbing and mountaineering experience, but this was my first time ice-climbing.
The person holding the camera is Søren. I met him in NZ, whilst waiting for the bus for Mt Cook. To my surprise, he was a Dane living here in Sydney. He was a professional photographer (hence you see him holding the Nikon). He and I had similiar experience so our speed through the course was pretty much the same.
I actually ended up cracking a rib whilst on the course. I did this during a 'self-arrest' technique, where we actually throw ourselves down a steep slope and try to use our ice-axe to stop ourselves from falling any further. This technique is used in case you fall down a crevass and have nothing to hold onto.
Rob was the other person doing the course. He once dropped his ice-axe and one of us had to abseil down to collect it, as an ice-axe is a piece of equipment that is vital and you only carry one of these each.
We worked in pairs, but had to swap partners as our guide took turns working with each of us.
Ice-climbing is nothing like rock-climbing. You cannot use your fingers (well, they will freeze if you take your gloves off), so you really on equipment like ice-axe and ice-picks to anchor yourself into the ice. These pieces of equipment are really important, especially if you are sleeping on a ledge or stopping for a rest. Other than someone belaying you, using ice-picks to secure yourself into the ice is the backup should your belay fail.
We each took turns at ice-climbing! Alan is the one in the blue jacket, Søren is the one in the red.
I guess Søren has more photos of me climbing, whereas I can't take photos of myself!
In the following section, you will see a series of photos of Mt Cook.
If you want to have a look at the black & white version of this (quite artistic), click here.
Last September, Sydney held the Olympic Games. I saw a lot of the events on TV but was disappointed with the coverage of other countries' involvement.
However, I did manage to be at Olympic Park during the Games and also see the first handball match - Denmark vs Norway.
I managed to get tickets for the game and had a very nice day with my girlfriend and the Lenehans. I also managed to get some pretty spectacular photos of the Olympic torch.
Here is Stadium Australia, where the Olympic torch is held. Most of the major track & field events, as well as athletics were held here. It is a pretty spectacular building - and HUGE. During the Olympics, you could not go into just any of the buildings at Olympic Park. You had to have a ticket for an event before you could enter the building.
As you can see me, I am wearing my T-shirt supporting Danmark! This is one of the few days that I can wear the T-shirt.
It was a very sunny and warm day and the place was full of people. During the Olympics, you could only get access to the whole of the Olympic Park if you had a ticket. They had quite tight security, and had to go through a detector on the perimeter of the grounds after you got off the train/bus.
The handball game started at about 2pm and we managed to wander round for quite a bit before going into the arena wear the handball was.
The food as amazingly expensive! Normally a fruit salad would only cost about AUD$3, cost up to AUD$8 that day!. Bottles of water was double the price. They really made it a money-making event for tourists! The funny thing too, we noticed that as you entered Olympic Park, all of the signs were in French and English, and all the announcements were given in French first, then English. It was most peculiar!
As we got closer to where the handball games were being held, we saw a lot of Danes and Norwegians dressed in country colours! Danes in red and white and Norwegians... well, there was a guy there who had lots of cow bells around his neck and attached to his clothes. He was wearing a traditional metal helmet and dressed in old-fashioned gear. It was amazing to feel all the atmosphere - just to be there.
We were all in the true Danish spirit! Even my girlfriend was dressed in a white T-shirt and red pants! We painted flags on our faces with some face paint. We were definitely there to support the Danish team!
Even Lance could not help get caught in the moment with us! *smile*
A break in the handball game - Danmark vs Norway!
Danmark in red & white, Norway in blue & white.
We had pretty good seats - it was a matter of whoever got there first, had the best seats, although we had to enter through certain doors.
All the journalists and officials sat on the left. We even heard that the crown prince of Danmark was there for the game, even though we could not spot him. There were flags everywhere, Danish and Norwegian waving about. Everytime Norway scored, you could hear countless numbers of cow-bells being rung! A few times, some of the people tried to start a Mexican wave, but that did not work out.
It was a very fast and furious game. It was the only handball game that the Danish lost in the whole Olympic Games, and they eventually came first in the finals!
Just after entering Olympic Park, we managed to get a group photo!
As you can see the place is very crowded but very festive - you just had to be there!
A most glorious sunset!
After the handball match, we wandered around for a bit longer. The day had been quite warm, so the night was a beautiful clear night.
After the Lenehans left, Arumi and I had a look at a small Aboriginal art exhibition located at the Park. We sat on one of the few grassy patches, to watch the flickering of the lights and just enjoy the day.
We eventually went home, but Olympic Park was still swarming with people, who were there to watch events that went on later into the night. Although we did not get the chance to see any other events during the Olympics, it was definitely worth the day we spent there. We would have loved to see the final game when Danmark won, but as usual, we were not very organised...
Below, I have included photos taken on the night of the Closing Ceremony.
These were taken from Graham's apartment on a hill at McMahons Point. We had a spectacular view of the fireworks that went off after the Closing Ceremony. It was really windy on the balcony, but I managed to get some photos of the Olympic rings that were placed on Sydney Harbour Bridge.
In September 2000, just after I returned from my trip to Borneo, I had to buy this new car because my girlfriend had written off my car whilst I was away! *smile*
I did not look forward to hunting around for a new car, but I found a good buy locally. This car is a 1997 Ford Futura, with 4.0 litre, 6-cylinder, 220-horsepower, power-steering, central locking and electronic windows (I think I am starting to sound like a car advertisement...)
It is pretty much the same colour as my old car, and it feels so nice to drive!
As you can see, pretty similar, but I also really miss my old car! It had a lot of computerised features - from a digital odometer, to adjusting the internal temperature of the car. It was a pretty cool car and wished I could have kept it for another few more years.
A huge contrast to my first car!
It is a red hatchback that I bought early 1998, a few months after I arrived in Australia. But someone wrote it off a few months after I bought it. It was a pretty bad accident, but luckily I was alright. I was only covered by Third Party insurance, and to go through a lot of paperwork just to get reimbursement for the car!
Strange year indeed, and other than a few things, it is remarkably the same.
The kids have still done a lot of activities and here are some of them.
Aiden hanging out with his friend Jake at the beach.
Mini golf with Sammi.
Doing puzzles at home.
Aiden had patience to do one of the simpler ones.
Me trying to teach them how to use photoshop...not a bad result for a first try.
Painting the old way.
One of Aidens favourite drawings. It got soaked by accident and he was absolutely devastated. I managed to rescue it somewhat and take this photo.
He went through a phase where he was obsessed with the Titanic.
He was also into Harry Potter and made a drawing of the sorting hat.
I took Aiden out for a run and he did 4.5km without a break...very proud.
Ice skating with friends
Backyard tennis
Ice cream
Karate - Lucas got to wear a black belt after doing a 3 minute plank.
Their Kumite (sparring) gear.
Aiden reading a bit. Reading is really difficult for him. He can read all the words and sentences perfectly, but it is hard for him to comprehend the stories he reads (almost like he is unable to visualise and imagine the story as he reads it.).
Early in the year we made an extended weekend trip to the Gold Coast in Queensland. Main attraction here was for the boys to visit Movieworld and Seaworld.