Jon Dawes
Profile
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I have had a passion for taking photos since I was a kid but only really took it seriously in the last couple of years. I enjoy travel and landscape shooting when I get the chance. Lately I have also got into urban landscapes, night photography and portraits.
Photography
Africa : Australia : Portraits : Night Shots : Melbourne
Journal Series
Building my ultimate work flow
Groups
Jon Dawes is a member of African Art and Photography, After Dark, Amateur Photographers' Association, Australian Portraits, Beach Art, Elegant Elephants!, Indigenous to East & Southern Africa, Landscape Photography, Masterpiece: Photography, Night Photography, Nikon DSLR Users Group - 2 uploads per 24 hours, Photography 101, SHOPFRONTS , Sydney and The Urban Environment.
Journal Entries
Building my ultimate workflow - 2: The mess
Posted about 4 hours ago.
Help rebuild a life this Christmas!
Posted 3 days ago.
Building my ultimate workflow - 1: Introduction
Posted 3 days ago, 3 comments so far.
Supporting a good cause
Posted 2 months ago.
A Christmas thought
Posted 10 months ago.
So I've ticked over 5000 views
Posted 11 months ago, 1 comment so far.
Help picking a shot for gallery hanging
Posted about 1 year ago, 9 comments so far.
Photograhy course and new inspiration
Posted about 1 year ago.
Six word Stories
Posted about 1 year ago, 1 comment so far.
4WD camping and planning for your gear
Posted about 1 year ago, 1 comment so far.
Art
Writing
Sleep well
All I have are parentheses and periods to / try and glue your broken pieces together. / An ineffectual abuse of punctuation; / my war cry against the tyranny of / the distance between us.
Goodbye
She hates
Untitled
It hits me / with the force of a million butterflies / fluttering in disjoint-unity against / every surface of my skin.
Effect
Those left behind never understand / why those of us who choose / to leave would / ever want to / go.
Lost
A lone traveller. / Flailing in a sea of my own words.
Ramble
Sometimes it doesn’t make sense. / I let it drift over me like a breeze / drifting past and while I know it was there / it leaves not a trace of itself.
