Today is the day after the end of the Australian Professional Photography Awards for 2012 (APPA) and I’m sure there are a few sore heads and maybe some broken hearts out there. APPA print judging is a tense three days, where masterful photographic peers scrutinise thousands of entries in categories such as travel, landscape, fine art, portrait (environmental and open), family and wedding among a few others. Last year I entered two prints and was awarded one silver (80-84) and I don’t remember what the other one got, copper, I think? This year I again entered two prints, one that was marginal and one that I poured my heart into and had high hopes for. In retrospect, this was perhaps an unwise level of expectation to set – especially when they utterly bombed. Thanks to a sleepless night courtesy of my bogan neighbours partying until 7am I just couldn’t back up to the ‘Wrap Up’ party at the Rah Bar after three long days of volunteering. Believe it or not, the whole thing runs on the sweat and tears of volunteers and while I moan about my three days, some of the print handlers were up to day nine or
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