Kyogle Shops

A couple of years we were lucky enough to travel down to a small town in Northern New South Wales called Kyogle. We also had access to the back of a few local shops that had changed very little in a long time. It brought back a lot of memories of my fathers business, a Barbour salon in South East Queensland he owned while I was growing up. The same smell and feel was uncanny. The same randomly placed objects ‘out the back’ where they had always been placed, for convenience.

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

Kyogle Documentary Photography

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