Since my first good SLR that accompanied me on the Traveller's Trails many years ago, I've never been without a camera. My photography has been influenced by the great photographers I've worked with, followed, or become friends with over the years, and in my own journey as an observer. Since moving to the coast this has grown to a near obsessive late-in-the-day visit to places of grand light and great beauty, or vice versa. We're lucky here.
Following some personal favourites, and then a carousel that will be periodically updated. All work is available as archival prints.
Can you hear it?
I shot this more than ten years ago and have not tried to reflect it as it was. Remember when you might have drifted off on a hot sunny day, opened your eyes and are suddenly overwhelmed with the glare and colour? It’s an Australian thing I think. But it sings to me of summer and that brilliance is what I was chasing. This was a good holiday. Broulee, Southern NSW.
This little knoll is so non-descript in reality but gives me much joy as I revisit it over the years.
These three were the gamer part of a school team that were expiring the coast the other day. I turned and took this snap as they just emerged from a dip in the bitter cold of Bass Strait. Later that evening I looked at what I’d captured and realized this was a moment these young men will remember years from now when their now brilliant light is dimming. The Jack Russell just had to join them, and nearly drowned.
The merry dance begins.
One of those odd ones where I’m trying to shoot one thing and this little kestrel(?) decided to take centre stage. Taxonomy is harder in silhouette, not that I had my book of birds on hand at the time. There had been a couple of swifts darting about and this fella was out for a meal. As far as I could see he struck out.
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