Michael Douglass
Profile
The other me
I’ve always had a need to explore the creative side, previously in writing and drawing, and now, when I get the chance I like to play with photography.
Having been in business and HR all my working life, this year I decided to surround myself a little more with creative people and opened a photographic studio here in Sydney, moth studios
It’s actually given me less time to photograph but thems the breaks.
Groups
Michael Douglass is a member of >> XPro - Cross Processed - Photography, All Things Poetic, Artistic, Philosophical, Alternative Process and Experimental Photography, ART ACTION UNION - CREATIVE ACTIVISM, B&W - Character - People Shots, Black and White Photography, bring laurenrabbit to oz, Candid Photography ( 1/24 ) , Collaboral Damage, Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Flash Fiction, Illawarra , Promote Each Other, RedBubble The City, Short stories - Spherical Scriptings, Street Photography and Photojournalism, Sydney and The Urban Environment.
Journal Entries
Photographic studio hire available
Posted 9 months ago, 7 comments so far.
About a man
Posted about 1 year ago.
The Genius of Photography
Posted about 1 year ago, 4 comments so far.
$50 Photo Comp
Posted over 2 years ago, 4 comments so far.
Art
Writing
It is what it is.
Callous is the day with the sun in the centre / And no shade to soften my reality bites / The shadows are short and the light is harsh / And glares into every crack and scar / From the bottom of my h…
the travelling salesman
the travelling salesman is quietly crushed / beneath the oversize suit and weight of expectancy / by the waiting for the day when his life will change / when he can leave this weather making his armpi…
The Creator
gentle rain drifts from the heavens / grey clouds luminescent above / and kisses my cheek, burns my skin / softly dripping from my chin / the path ahead glows with a healthy sheen / of light reflected…
Three things flew out a window
In a crowd of stiff black and grey suits / I stopped and surveyed the scene / Of bobbing heads on clicking heels / Shoulders bumping and careening / In the middle of this I stood No smiles on greyi…
Dad said
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We sat in the pub in silence. And occasionally one of use would try to break it, how much she hated her boss, how much I needed to look for a new job. But generally we were quiet, a perfect time fo…
