It’s been pretty wet in Sydney in the past 48 hours.
I spent the morning hunting umbrella’s. It seems cruel, but I was hoping to photograph someone having a mid-crossing wrestle with the wind and their nylon-and-aluminium framed utensil, or perhaps even a bin with some twisted pre-loved wrecks.
But it was this splash of colour, from top to toe, that caught the eye in an otherwise deserted Martin Place.
I hope you like it.