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Kinky Sex (Makes the World Go Round)

A few years back, I followed a group of dominatrixes working in Fitzroy. The Correction Centre used to be based close to the heart of the bustling hub of Brunswick St. I befriended many of the mistresses and keep contact with them to this day.

One of these mistresses is Alex Vicia. Here are some images of her at work in her new dungeon. These pics are from a couple of different days, with one of the slaves being one of the original slaves I photographed three years back. 

Mistress Alex Vicia suspends her slave from the ceiling via a block and tackle. 

Fitting the hood. 

Mistress Alex shackles her slave to a cross. 

Day Before the Solstice

Bourke St, Melbourne

The wise words of Victoria St

Victoria St, Richmond. 

Clouds

After a long day of shooting, I was lucky enough to get a glimpse of these clouds on the way home from work.

Ash

Ash and I took her dog for a walk. The light was nice. 

Aida

This is my friend Aida. I've known her since I was about 17. We met after going to a tute group in high school. It worked out well for her, but I was a pretty terrible student. We used to hang out and listen to music and drink heavily. Now we catch up for the occasional coffee and dress shop.

Melbourne Cup

I'm not the type of person who shows any particular interest in horse racing or fashion. It was for that reason, I decided to spend the day away from the crowds in Melbourne's CBD. With a public holiday and wet weather predicted, I knew I would have an opportunity to stroll in the rain and experience a relatively empty city.

Later in the day, racegoers started to flow into the city. Beautiful women, handsome men, and drunkards started flowing in off the train. Flinders street become awash with colour. At about the same time, a wave of rain flowed across the city. I was lucky enough to spot this lady watching them dash across Flinders Street trying to avoid the rain. 

A lady contemplatively gazes at Flinders St Station while enjoying a post-Melbourne Cup tea at the Iconic Young & Jacksons pub, Melbourne.

Swanston. Between Bourke and Collins.

Squirrel

While working for Lensaloft and HeliServ, I had the good fortune of flying over Melbourne in some awesome choppers. Here are some pics.

HeliServ's Squirrel's on the ground at Moorabin.
©Mathew Lynn/Lensaloft

© Mathew Lynn / Lensaloft

Andrew from Lensaloft.
© Mathew Lynn / Lensaloft

Cemetery. Much different to the pics I took of Santa Cruz.
© Mathew Lynn / Lensaloft

Saturday morning walk across a football oval.
© Mathew Lynn / Lensaloft

So I hear spellcheck calls you Jackpot.

Ash's dog Jack being a couch burrito. 

Green

Mum looks like she has the real meds. She's breaking out in acne, and showing a great deal of other side affects. Her breathing has improved and the other day, we decided to go explore Sydney Rd, Brunswick. Well, we actually went to St Kilda to go check out a Pho restaurant (If you don't know what Pho is, look it up. Your life will be forever changed), but it was closed and we ended up checking out cafes and other shops.

We decided to have a coffee at Green (Opposite the Corner of Weston St and Sydney Road). Every time I go there, I remember how absolutely awesome it is. The place just has an awesome vibe, the food is fresh, the coffee is great. Mum quiet enjoyed it as well. I took this photo as we were enjoying a coffee.

If this post doesn't make sense, it's because I am extremely tired.

Sunset after work.

Chicken & Chip Shop, Ascot Vale

Docklands

Had a shoot at Web Bridge a couple of days ago.

Biopsy

In order to qualify for a new clinical trial, mum has shifted hospitals from the Royal Melbourne to Western General. She has retained the same oncologist who works at both.

With the shift comes new paperwork, many more blood tests, a biopsy, and the potential for hope. It's a fairly risky trial, with one in three patients given a placebo. There is also a chance that the drug could simply not work for her. It's a long shot, but at least it is a chance.

As well as listening to the advice of doctors, mum has also been taking natural herbal medicine. Although I initially didn't mind the smell, it has managed to permeate through the house. Everything smells of herbal medicine. So much incense is being burnt to mask the smell.

Sitting in the waiting room of the day procedures ward at Western General. Mum is reading through other new and potential future cures for cancer which her sister has sent her. 

Purchasing and packing herbal medicines, Footscray. 

New hospitals = More paperwork. 

Mum upon arriving home from her biopsy. 

Mum used to take the dogs for a 4 km walk 3 or 4 times a week. She managed to go for one today, but with great difficulty. She had to sit and rest over the course. To her complete credit, she completed it, came home, and started gardening (after drinking herbal medicines). 

Codeine Linctus

Two months ago, mum started a new round of chemo. The doctors said that it would be much milder than her first dose of chemo through IV (which she had initially had some fairly nasty reactions too). This round would allow her to keep her hair, and hopefully would keep her tumors stable for a year or more.

Three or four weeks after she started, she started coughing. Two more rounds of chemo and the coughing didn't ease. The doctors prescribed her some codeine, and suggested that perhaps the chemo wasn't working. An MRI confirmed that last wednesday. 

There is now no more conventional approved treatments for her cancer. We are now looking at clinical trials.

Mum is coping quiet well. Every night, she sits behind her laptop and watches youtube videos which her friends have sent her.  This pic was taken 

Mum's doctor looks at her latest MRI and confirms that the cancer is indeed growing. 

Slices of Lingzhi mushroom, a herbal medicine used to slow tumor metastasis.

With conventional treatment failing, mum has turned to herbal medicine. She has started boiling a mixture of lingzhi mushrooms, grasses, and other herbs into a tea. About 18 months ago, I photographed her cooking spring rolls in the kitchen. The reason this image is in colour is it reminds me of those photographs. 

Beans

Today is International Coffee Day. The humble little coffee bean is more than just a pick me up. Coffee is the second most traded commodity in the world behind crude oil. While enjoying your brew, spare a moment and think about where those rich grains of magic came from.

These pics are from a kopi (a local type of coffee) factory in Selangor, Malaysia.

Unroasted green beans

Third or fourth generation coffee roaster

Roasting Kopi beans. Kopi is coffee beans roasted in butter and sugar. 

Anarchist Photographer with an Old Camera

While walking through the city, I noticed this gentleman (whose name unfortunately escapes me) changing a dark slide while photographing an Anarchist Society protest. I couldn't help but stop and ask him about his machine and how he works. He explained that he just shoots for fun and had been shooting street photos on sheet film. He carries three dark slides, allowing him 6 shots. He processes his own Tri-X and only prints using an enlarger. Amazeballs.

We discussed how awesome Doc's are, camera stuff, and Melbourne before I head on my merry way. People like this make me smile.

Concrete breeds apathy.

'Concrete breeds apathy' - Parisian Graffiti circa 1968 

Little Lonsdale St, Melbourne. 

Fairfield

While exciting the pub with a few good friends in Fairfield, I noticed these balloons stuck in the powerlines. My good friend Ash Pritchard (who lives near the pub) told me they had been up their for a week or so. 

Shoot The Sun at The Grace Darling

đám giổ

In Vietnamese culture, families hold a feast to commemorate the anniversary of a death in the family. Last Saturday night, my family gathered for a dinner to remember my grandfather. I never met the man; he passed away while he was still living in Vietnam.

My apologies for not keeping posts frequent. I have been quiet sidetracked recently with work and my personal life.

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