Shooting Prime Ministers
I have been a bit slack in my posting of late , covering a bit of country and taking a few pictures, from the banks of Magella Creek in Kakadu,
To Brunette Downs on the Barkly Tableland,
and south to The Alice.
I was kicking back in Larrimah Pop 12, totally missing the night of the long knives and nearly spilt my coffee on the dash board when I came back into wireless range and learned that the country had a new Prime Minister and a Ginger at that!
It got me thinking about Prime Ministers past and present and the relative freedoms that we Australian photographers enjoy with our national leaders compared to our colleagues in Washington.
My first Prime Ministerial experience was as a green cadet photographer on one of my first assignments for the Townsville Buliten in the outback town of Winton when the Government jet landed at dusk and Paul Keating PM and entourage stepped down onto the black soil plains to plant a gum tree in the main street, up till then I had been the only photographer around, blissfully shooting the “Waltzing Matilda” festival, so when it came to scrum time I was woefully unprepared for the tender attentions of the press gallery shooters Mike Bowers, and Lyndon Michelson so after copping a few elbows and then a hand on my shoulder I gave back a decent backwards stiff arm salute and turn around to see that I had just elbowed the Prime Minister in the guts.
Needless to say I was quickly hauled out of there!
No pics of that one I’m afraid.
Since I have been in Darwin We’ve been graced with the presence of 3 Prime Ministers
Former service Station attendant, John Winston Howard PM
Laurie Oakes’s former house cleaner, Kevin Michael Rudd PM
and of late former Adelaide schoolgirl, Julia Eileen Gillard PM , whom during her short stint in the top job has visited the “Top End” twice, the first time spruiking her border protection credentials.
and the second to attend the funeral of Katherine born Soldier Scott Palmer who was killed in Afghanistan.
Will keep you posted on the third but Damian Hale I’m sure will be welded to her shoulder on the next Prime Ministerial doorstop.