Craig Goldsmith
Profile

Contact Me Directly @ craig.goldsmith@gmail.com
Hi All,
I’m a 26 year old IT Manager with a deep passion for digital photography, that just continues to grow. When I’m not taking photos I enjoy bushwalking, fishing and watching movies. Sound lame, yeah it is a little. I’m a geek at heart, and love my gadgets, electronics and PCs, as such my photography is a creative outlet that still involves gadgets and time spent in front of a computer. :)
Cheers,
Craig
Groups
Craig Goldsmith hosts Photography 101 and is a member of OCAU Photographers, *All Seascapes, African Art and Writings, Animal Kingdom, Anything Edinburgh, Architectural Photography, Art of the Middle East, Birth and Maternity, Black and White Photography, Castle Magic, Challenge Café, Fabulous Flowers, Happy Haven, HDR Photography, In the Moment, Kairos - Capturing the Decisive Moment, Night Photography, People and Portraiture Photography, Photographic France, Photography Critique and Advice, PixElations - The Art of Photoshop, Public Art, Religious Art & Photography, Street Photography and Photojournalism, Sydney, The Fine Art of Photography, The Scots are Coming, Theatrical and Staged Photography, Travel and Adventure, Trees and Video Montage Group.
Journal Entries
Meet My Mates
Posted about 1 month ago, 2 comments so far.
Collaboration Central
Posted about 1 month ago, 2 comments so far.
#2: Welcome to Cario
Posted 2 months ago, 9 comments so far.
I'm a Slacker
Posted 2 months ago, 6 comments so far.
#1: Getting there is Half the Fun
Posted 2 months ago, 12 comments so far.
Quick Update
Posted 2 months ago, 10 comments so far.
The Pharaoh Returns
Posted 3 months ago, 36 comments so far.
Quick Hello From Egypt
Posted 3 months ago, 23 comments so far.
Farewell Friends
Posted 3 months ago, 50 comments so far.
4 Days to Go till Egypt
Posted 3 months ago, 19 comments so far.
Art
Writings
Salma Hotel
Stale smoke lingers / In the foreign lobby / Random thoughts consume me.
Soul Shattered
Numb, naked, nothing, / nothing left Not now, / probably never again. / Alone and still.
My Life Without Sleep
Sleep is a stranger to me, / Once her familiar touch caressed me daily. / Where has she gone, that I may be left, / Alone. / Cold thick sweat, / where once was—soothing warmth / of sleeps swee…













