“Absence absolutely makes the heart grow fonder” is the greatest understatement of all time. Absence takes the heart and supercharges it. Those rose coloured nostalgia glasses we look back in time through put an extra layer of our memories. And as for “you can’t go home”, well let’s say I do it more than most people but that’s probably because I have had more homes than most people.
I went back to Sydney Harbour three times whilst I was living back in Australia. Every trip seemed to intensify my love for the sights sounds and views of that incredible place. My goal was to end up back in Sydney if I could. But deep down I knew I could end up anywhere in the world (which I did) so I wanted to capture what I could of Sydney’s heartland.
On this particular night I ended up at Mrs Macquarie’s Chair. A small spit of land on the edge of the harbour and just across Farm Cove from the city and the Opera House. The walk through the gardens along the harbour edge is really pretty and pleasant. There is an open air cinema with a screen literally in the harbour waters. This added a few minutes to the walk to a good vantage point.
The shoot was typical Sydney City...spectacular and I even picked up a few mistakes I’d been making for next time. I forgot to bring a drink and was pretty thirsty by the end of my evening snapping. The sun had gone down and so I started the 10minute walk back to the car around 830...so I thought. At night however, the Botanical Gardens are shut down completely for safety reasons. Unfortunately the 10m walk back to the car became a 20min walk in the wrong direction, followed by a 10minute walk in a parallel direction before a 20min walk in the correct direction to the car. It was well passed 9 when I got to the car, a bit sweaty, tired and angry at myself for a poor plan.
But on a night like this, it’s easy to forget dopey mistakes in preparation. Sydney Harbour has so many amazing view points. It’s hard not to be inspired by the Harbour City and the icons that surround it. Some day you’ll be home again. Every day I’m away the heart will up the fondness, the rose coloured glasses stay firmly in place and I’ll love every trip home,