At school I recall seeing the Nikon cameras in Queen Street. Their price seemed too far away.
At University I did an intro course on photography and enjoyed the developing room and real photography chemicals and paper. I don’t have those photos, but among them were workers in North Quay, the early construction of South Bank, including a Coke bottle on the ground, and the Brisbane River fountain. It was a triangular, pyramid shape and was a nuisance, spraying people in a fine mist of Brisbane river water. Not a beautiful structure either.
If anything, we see how loss of data is so easy. We have very few photos from our past. But I think it is important not to worry too much about the details of who said what, did what, where and when. These details are often speculation. I have seen this fabrication of “fact” over and over again in amateur history writing that an author seems to think is okay.
Even so, my photos have been swiped by others when they feel it is convenient. By contrast I love helping people with my photos, and have given them away many times, such as the RNSH Hospital photos.
Later in life I had a traumatic health event. I remember thinking, will I or will I not buy a Nikon camera? I could barely press the camera button. I bought it. I found my way of expressing imagery was more developed than it was previously. Anyway, I finally had a Nikon, despite it being entry level.
Most of my photos were from my balcony, or when I went outside for a reason. I did not tour around the place to take photos.
My Brisbane photos, from 2016 on, include pictures from the Port of Brisbane which is now closed off for development of the International Cruise Terminal.