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Every Saturday, up at the Uniting Church on Oxford Street, there is a flea market. I will probably be chastised for calling it that; rather I should call it an art and craft market. It has over 200 stalls, it has been in existence since 1973, and its stall-holders are not shy about charging.
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As stall-holders packed up at the end of another long day, I wandered around, getting more of a feel of how markets like Covent Garden must have felt in the good-ole-days.
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18 comments:
WEll I can't choose. The portraits are superb but that mannequin's head is intriguing. Well done.
Have I ever told you how wonderful your color always, always is? I don't know how you do it, but you do it well.
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I considered them all three as portraits with a very scary mannequin and two precious young faces. The expression on the little miss in pink is beautifully captured and she looks like a doll herself.
Bises,
Genie
Julie, the top shot is brilliant, I absolutely love it and the sleeping boy is the cuttest ever! :-)
the first shot is awesome !! charging ??
The first picture reminds me of "Death becomes her!"
I love the cracked face Julie -- beautiful but damaged around the edges - like us all!
The pretty girl in pink - so sweet and of course the boy sleeping peaceful and secure with his Mum.
Beautiful post.
Actually, the boy was with his Dad, but there are absolutely NO clues for you to know that.
I have only just learned of the medical emergency in youur family. I do hope all goes well for you all. Your photography must give you great solace.
Back in the 70's and 80's down here in Melbourne their used to be dozens and dozens of Trash and Treasure or Flea markets open every weekend sadly most have closed and been replaced by apartment blocks, shopping centres or fast food outlets, big business wins again at the cost of the little people :-).
Lovely shots. No, I don't think the denizens of that particular market would appreciate the term "flea market".
In the early 80's I loved this market with its vego food in the hall and punks hanging around the front. It really was a flea market back then. I went again in the late 90's and it had become very up market fashion and jewelry and thats okay just not what I look for in a market. As Windsmoke says, it is hard to find a good market these days.
The thumbnail of that first shot had me so intrigued.
You are really challenging us with contrasts within your recent posts, Julie.
Agree with Jim about the thumbnail Julie and also find it intriguing. I have never made it to these markets depits many intentions to do so. Perhaps next time.
two exquisite humans, one notable non-human.
What I love about this image is the way you have selected faces.
I don't like markets at all but when I was in Brisbane recently I found the fresh food market my sister frequents rather nice.
They always seem to design mannequins with such remote expressions, that casually bored look!! The portraits are so beautiful Julie, the boy safe and sound on Dad's shoulder and the little fashionista, exquisite!!
Just wonderful X 3
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