the Anti-Target Shots

To counter the idea that we flew 8000 miles to shop at a mall, which we did do but only for an afternoon because the kids needed socks and underwear and David Jones didn't carry them, I am posting some beauty shots. Makes the layer of smog out my window make me cry a llittle.









and this beauty shot is of some real authentic aborigines who, after their set, made a cell phone call, smoked a cigarette, signed CD's and told us about their upcoming 6 month tour through Europe. Classic.