How this started, and why it kept going
I became interested in photography when I bought a cheap eight-megapixel point-and-shoot camera for a trip to Far North Queensland. On the drive from Cairns to Port Douglas, I took some snaps of the mountain ranges at sunset from the passenger seat of a moving car and was surprised at how good the light made the image look.
That was enough to keep going.
In those early years, photography was closely tied to backpacking and overnight hikes. I was drawn to places that were remote, physically hard to reach, and not often photographed.
These days, with a young family, that kind of travel is harder to do. I’m still drawn to places I haven’t seen before, especially when there’s something striking about them, but I’ve also come to appreciate places I can return to. The same landscape can reveal something different with a change in weather, season, or light.
Some of the work I value most has come from places I’ve been able to get to know well, including the Kimberley and California. Spending more time in a place changes what I look for — not just another view, but the conditions that can make it extraordinary.