Mentone Cafe
Canon 6D
EF 135mm f2 L
Melbourne Street Photography 101 is a black and white photo blog to encompass the candid photography in streets of Melbourne. Street people photography
I attempted 135mm fixed focal length to do a trial candid shoot in street. Quite a different perspective. The folks in camera club often told me not to use telephoto lenses in street photography.
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In front of Melbourne Museum
She is definitely a learner
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(Same poem as yesterday)
A youth with mullet trailing wild,
A cap hung low, the city’s child,
Stood firm where footsteps throng and blur,
His violin his saboteur.
With rosined bow and eyes cast low,
He summoned tunes both fast and slow,
Each note a cry, a silver thread
Unspooling dreams the street had shed.
Behind him flowed the tram’s refrain,
Its bell a chime through smoke and rain,
While cars crawled past in tangled streams,
Oblivious to his stitched dreams.
He played not for applause or coin,
But for the world he might rejoin—
Where echoes rise through autumn's breath,
And songs outlive the hush of death.
Bourke watched in greys and neon hue,
As music flared and nightfall grew.
The crowd passed by, then circled round—
A boy, a bow, defying sound.
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Beneath the plane trees of Flagstaff’s green,
Where noon stands hushed in silver air,
A dancer lifts his measured limb
And time is held within the square.
Feathers crown his brow with fire,
Painted eyes remember suns
That rose on temples, drums, and dust
Before these lawns and city runs.
A shield of light, a mirrored round,
Catches sky and watching face;
Each step resounds with older ground,
Each pause a vow of measured grace.
Around him sits the modern crowd,
In jackets, lenses, murmured breath;
Yet he stands carved from ritual,
Defying clocks, deferring death.
So art returns where grass is trod,
And strangers learn, though briefly, how
A body speaks what books forget:
That past and present share one now.
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Off Menton Beach, Melbourne
Canon 7D
EF 135mm f2
Dad used to love beach fishing, getting flat heads or brims. They are great for fish stock.
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Upon his brow, the shadows lay,
As if the night had stolen day.
His weary eyes, so dim, so worn,
Like stars that fade before the morn.
One glance might guess, with softened sight,
He’s wrestled long against the night.
Yet here he stands, though frail and deep,
A soul adrift on tides of sleep.
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He walks through Flagstaff Gardens at pace,
the grass worn flat by many feet.
A checked shirt hangs open at the chest,
dark cotton beneath, plain and unadorned.
Glasses rest above his brow, unused,
as though the light requires no softening.
His gaze is set ahead, not hurried,
not searching, simply moving on.
Behind him, others drift and turn,
faces half-seen, conversations unfinished.
White tents rise briefly in the background,
temporary markers of the day.
Nothing here declares an occasion.
It is an afternoon, a passage through space:
a man crossing a garden,
the city continuing around him.
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Candid 1046 and FACE OFF
He actually tried to sell me a model of Sabre from Manga series. He wanted 250 AUD. I did not buy it in the end.
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She stands beneath a canopy of blurred light,
a figure half-in shadow, half-in bloom,
her painted face a quiet testament
to all the souls she carries in her voice.
The microphone rests loosely in her hand,
as though the song is not commanded
but coaxed from somewhere deep
a place where memory drifts like smoke.
Flowers crown her—soft, defiant
petals bright even in monochrome,
framing eyes that look past the living,
toward stories only the heart can hear.
In the hush between breaths
she becomes a bridge:
between sorrow and celebration,
between the weight of earth
and the lightness of release.
And the bokeh world behind her dissolves,
a constellation of quiet witnesses,
while she sings not to be seen
but to be felt
a single voice rising
through the tender dark.
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