Melbourne has a particular rhythm when sport is on. It is in the tram lines that keep moving even when the stadium gates are packed, in the smell of hot chips near the concourse, and in the way people talk differently when the ball is in play. For a sports photographer, the city is a gift and a...
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Sports photography is supposed to feel like pressure and electricity. Not the staged version where everything looks perfect, but the real one where sweat is still flying off shoulders, a referee’s whistle is about to cut through the air, and the outcome is still not decided. That is where Pure...
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