Just been editing a few photos taken on weekend, from the launch of Jess Chambers’ new album Desire at the San Francisco Bath House…I went along to listen, but had my Fuji X100 with me (of course). Great show as expected, and I’ve been enjoying the album ever since!
Jess Chambers ‘Desire’ Album Launch 11 - Images by Robert Catto
Another in what seems to be becoming a series of late-sun-over-Seatoun-Heights photos; I’ve taken a number of images of this fence over the years (usually when I’m testing a camera) as there’s something about the overlapping pickets, the orderly lines, that just appeals to me when I walk by.
But, I don’t think I’d ever noticed it from this angle before. Guess I was walking the other way on Townsend Road for a change! That, and the late sun, made for a nice combination of colour and contrast - and you can really see the paint job on it, too. (Looks like one of mine!)
As the sun was setting on Wellington last night I came around the corner of Te Papa and saw the sun lining up behind the Solace In The Wind sculpture by Max Patte - another one I’ve been meaning to visit for ages, and never quite found myself there at the right time.
I’m always resistant to photographing something I’ve seen a lot of images of, and tend to wait until I find my own way of seeing it - so this is perhaps the start of that, at least. I’m sure (as with The Roxy) I’ll visit it again on many occasions; but for the moment, this is how I picture it.
I don’t usually title or caption my photos; but if I was going to in this case, it’d be ‘Never Leave A Man Behind!’
This is an empty Four Square shop in Wellington, that opened only a couple of years ago - if that - and closed again recently, for whatever reason. (Perhaps the 24h supermarket a block away had something to do with it?)
But I like that, despite being abandoned to his fate, Mr Four Square is still as cheery as ever - even with leaves blowing in, a receipt left behind, a bit of flooding under the door, it’s all good as gold. Good on ya, mate…
Had a bit of time in town yesterday just as the sun was setting, and my X100 in hand (having just picked up the lens hood for it) - so before dinner at Hippopotamus I did a quick lap of Te Papa across the road.
I’d been meaning to spend a bit of time photographing the public art around that area for a while (and was reminded of it recently when judging images for Wellington Photographic Society) - this particular group of sculptures is on the corner right by the Museum Hotel, and I’d never quite found a way to combine them that made me happy.
I like the idea that they’re whispering to each other without the rest of us knowing, and found I could tuck myself down behind one of them (with a the wall behind me), and with the sun just setting on the other side of Te Papa there was enough light on the edges of them to give a little definition to their shapes. I took a few variations, and as is so often the case, liked this last one best!
See what you think…and if you’re ever at Hippopotamus, by the way, make sure you take advantage of Timothy, their sommelier, and have him match some wines to your dinner. You won’t regret it!
Another in my series (it seems) of interesting cars in Seatoun - this is a Volvo from the Eighties. Yes, apparently they made something that wasn’t boxy!
It looked like a Mitsubishi to me, but had that glass rear hatch that Volvo loved so much…I believe it’s a 480 ES? Can’t be that many around…
Love how it looked in what must be an original ad photo - what a curious silhouette, though!

Part II of the Eastern Walkway - this is the view once you’re out of the spiky forest.
At this point you’ve got the option of heading down the hill to Seatoun (and up again over Breaker Bay, if you like), or hanging a right and running along the hillside towards the Ataturk Memorial. Well, when I say running, I mean the path runs that way - walking’s a much nicer option.
Just up the road from where I live & work is this lovely bit of forest on what’s called the Eastern Walkway - these being Wellington’s eastern suburbs, though to be honest I never have any idea which way is north in this town. (Unless there’s a howling northerly raging through, then I’ve got a rough idea.)
Anyway, this has always been one my favourite little walks - you disappear into this for a brief walk, and suddenly it’s all a bit spiky and spooky. Of course it’s not a huge forest, and you’re back to sweeping views of Breaker Bay a few minutes later; but it’s deeply cool while it lasts.
(And a little bit of Alien Skin Exposure 3 makes it all the more freaky. I keep waiting for the winged monkeys to appear…)


