Here's to memories, both good and bad.
To remembering family members who served.
Who saw combat, and those who didn't.
To those who just did their job and were recognised for it.
Those that just got on and did their job, and came home scarred - emotionally, physically, mentally.
To those that found their god, and those that lost their religion.
Here's to those with photos of family, and the photos that have been passed down through the generations.
The photos of the great father, and the great-grandfather.
Thank you to the subjects, whose relatives left to fight the enemy, and thank you to the ex-servicemen who returned, bringing their own battle with them and are still fighting on a daily basis.
They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old.
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun, and in the morning, we shall remember them.
Lest we forget.
In explanation - I was given the assignment of capturing 'tribute' images for the range of Sydney community papers for each of their ANZAC week editions. They were all shot on location, so while the background and environment changed, I had to maintain a reasonably consistent lighting style for the artists to work with. They included family members, veterans from decades ago and more recently - WW1, WW2, Vietnam, Afghanistan East Timor, Korea - from both sides of the Tasman.
I'll drop a lighting diagram up in the next few days.
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