Lightweight aluminium is literally infused with the chosen artwork
When I was 15 I was very, very ill and ended up in hospital for 7 months. It seemed everyone who visited me gave me fluffy toys or flowers. But not my Gramp. He gave me a pad and a pen. And he said ‘write…’ I said ‘why?’ And he said ‘you must write…it’s important. You must write about what you see, who you meet and how you feel. It’s very important to write.’ That was 29 years ago, I’ve been a copywriter for 20 years. He died when I was 18. This photo was taken in 1970. He’s never left my heart. I know it’s self indulgent, but I wanted to upload this. He loved photography.
G’day all, my name is Melinda but my mates call me Mel, so feel free. I live by the beach in Elwood, Victoria, Australia. I contribute to a few charities as a Photojournalist, namely HEAL Africa in the Democratic Republic of Congo. Any of my Africa stuff’s profits go to them. So far the sales have bought 7 operations and heaps more so thanks for everyone’s support. I also take a mean beach shot (well try to).