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Culture, Cooking & Colour

Our photography services were called upon last minute by the Marion Council for their Marion Learning Festival which began on the weekend and is continuing throughout this week.

I mentally prepared myself for photographing in a dark environment (indoors) but was pleased to discover that the stage in the centre of the Marion Westfield shopping centre is (of course) well lit by stage lights which made shooting even without flash quite easy at a high ISO.

The first main attraction was celebrity chef Jason Roberts “an international Celebrity Chef, author, television personality, captivating audiences world-wide with his brilliant smile and health-conscious cooking skills.  Jason’s enthusiasm for good basic cooking has been likened to British Cef Jamie Oliver!” (OPAL, festival brochure)

Celebrity Chef Jason Roberts

Celebrity Chef Jason Roberts

Chef Jason Roberts teaches healthy cooking recipes

Chef Jason Roberts teaches healthy cooking recipes

Given that I photographed him cooking the same omelette on sat and sun, you’d think I’d remember how to do it myself - i guess i don’t pay much attention to what’s being said when i’m shooting!  It’s all about the photography - what angle to get next!

After Jason was done, complete with bad cut to his hand, ( I didn’t think chefs cut themselves, must be human after all), I rushed off to Glandore to get Harry Harrison teaching about composting.

A quick photo there and back to Westfield to get some dancers and enjoy a bit of smooth jazz, oh and discover the nice smell i’d brought back from composting on the bottom of my shoes!

Sunday saw me flitting between Westfield and the Marion Cultural Centre for some Spanish lessons and some amazing African drumming

Everyone helps with the drumming

Everyone helps with the drumming

African drumming

African drumming

Part of the band, never to  young!

Part of the band, never to young!

Cheers

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Outback Sports Grand Final

FNWSL Grand Final 09

Young sports fans painted in the Mimili colour support their team.

Young sports fans painted in the Mimili colour support their team.

 

 

 

 

As a press photographer, travelling and meeting new people comes with the territory. I was very excited when I recently got offered a very rare opportunity to travel to the remote Aboriginal community of Ernabella in the Anangu Pitjantjatjara Yankuytjatjara Lands (APY Lands) in South Australia’s Far North West to cover the FNWSL (Far North West Sports League) grand final sports day.

 

I am usually not a morning person and it was with sleepy eyes and a foggy head that I boarded a small chartered aeroplane at 6 am on a Saturday morning at the Adelaide Airport. As we took off I envied all the dark homes in the suburbs below, in the knowledge that ‘no lights’ meant people were still snug in bed, longing to be curled up under the blankets in my own.

 

The strong head wind of up to 80 kilometers an hour meant that we burnt up plenty of petrol and had to stop twice to refuel the aeroplane. Once at Port Augusta and again at Coober Pedy, before finally shaking our way through turbulent airstreams when the pilot announced: “We will be landing in about 5 minutes”.

 

The community is nestled among the hills of the Musgrave ranges near the Northern Territory border, about an hour and a half drive from Uluru. Landing on the dusty runway takes a combination of tricky twists and turns, but our pilot Dick Lang has obviously done this a few times before and we touch down without any fanfare.

 

Representatives of the SANFL (South Australia National Football League), who run the sports program, wait to pick us up in 3 white utes to take us to the sport complex which we caught a quick glimpse of from the air. It is hot and windy.

 

 

Warming up for the game

Warming up for the game

 

 

 

 

 

The two games scheduled for the day, softball and Football (Australian Rules), were to be fought out between the might of the Mimili Blues and the red and black wearing Amata Bombers. Both teams based in communities around the area. I am surprised to see what an influence the AFL (Australian Football League) has in this remote community. The Mimili Blues’ colours and strip, based on the Carlton Blues and the Amata Bombers, based on the Essendon Bombers, both clubs in the AFL from Melbourne, Victoria, almost 2000 km’s away.

 

Any fears that I had about people not wanting to have their photo taken (due to Aboriginal culture) was soon laid to rest as the smiling colourful faces came from everywhere. Not a single person that I approached and asked if I could take their photo, turned me down. Instead, the already smiling faces only lit up even brighter, many approaching me, to ask if I would take their photo. Especially the children, most of whom had gone all out as supporters. Their faces and bodies painted in their appropriate teams colours, hair and clothes included. Many carrying flags sporting the colours of their teams. It was a cacophony of colour contrasted against the blood red sand and crystal clear blue sky of this sunburnt land. 

 

The softball game got underway and although players all had team uniforms, many played barefoot. The competition was fierce and whenever anything of note happened horns from the many old, rusty cars parked around the ground would blare in unison. A chorus of un tuned instruments. I became part of the action at one stage. I was sitting a little way behind first base taking pictures of the batter when a ball got clobbered in my direction. It bounced once before heading straight for the $15000 camera and lens that I had on the assignment. After some quick evasive action, I survived, so did the lens, my hand was not as lucky. It was entertaining to the crowd.

Mimili Blues get ready for the first softball innings.

Mimili Blues get ready for the first softball innings.

 

 

 

 

Directly after the softball, all the spectators hastily made their way the fifty or so meters to the neighbouring Football Oval, where the two teams were warming up already. After a lengthy delay and a quick trip to the local general store, where they sell frozen kangaroo tails by the kilogram, the game got underway. There were even more spectators now, for this, the main event.

 

Children and elders were joined on the dusty sidelines by many stray dogs and even a random wandering donkey. He scavenged some food, finding the odd orange peel to eat before retreating away from the pestering children, who took it upon themselves to see where the edge of the donkey’s patience lies. Spectators finding every possible available spot to get a better vantage point, from the top of the score board to dug outs intended for team officials.

Spectators try and get a better vantage point on the game by swamping the score board.

Spectators try and get a better vantage point on the game by swamping the score board.

 

 

 

 

The patches of brown grass on the oval is purely symbolic, vastly outnumbered by the patches of bare sand. The oval is roughly surrounded by gum trees for shade and has a striking view of the pastel coloured hills running off on the horizon. At sunset, I was assured, these hills would turn golden yellow.

 

With the wind howling, blowing red sand and dust everywhere the temperature still hovered around the 30 degree mark. Even in these conditions, the pace of the game was frenetic. Passes and marks taken with utmost precision. The running play much faster than anything I had seen in the deliberate controlled environment of the AFL. Red sand sloshing with every step, almost as if they were running in water.

 

Unfortunately our trip was cut short due to the delays earlier in the day and we could only stay until half time.

 

The residents of the area were warm and inviting and made us feel welcome. Even though we were the fly-in, fly-out members of the media and organisers, this did not seem to bother the locals much, they overwhelmed us with hospitality.

A player from Mimili gets the ball away under pressure from his opponent.

A player from Mimili gets the ball away under pressure from his opponent.

 

 

 

 

For the record, the Mimili Blues won the softball, and the Amata Bombers came from behind in the last quarter to take out the football grand final.

 

 

Players from both side compete for the ball in the dusty, sandy conditions.

Players from both side compete for the ball in the dusty, sandy conditions.

 

 

 

 

 All Pictures by Morne de Klerk for The Advertiser

(Pictures Copyright The Advertiser)

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