Melbourne via the LCA.

Last week my good lady friend and I boarded a plane and got the hell out of Perth to spend a few days in Melbourne. Despite the midnight flight over (never again), it was fucking rad. Topped off by a Cult of Luna show, no less.

The Astor.

From one of the first rolls I put through the Holga, taken after a hearty Sunday morning breakfast.

Moon times.

When my LCA arrived in the mail I loaded up a roll of Rollei Retro and headed to The Moon for a burger and a Cooper's Pale. It's how most evenings should be spent.