I am here!

I have never really been a nature photographer, actually I don’t even like to classify myself as any ‘kind’ of photographer.  I just take photos of the world around me, wherever I am at the time. When I am not travelling, I live in a small coastal town in Australia.  It’s very easy to go for long walks here and not see another person, but I do encounter a lot of wildlife in the natural environment, so that is what I take photos of.  Every photo I make receives the same attention, whether it is a sentient being, an object or a landscape.  In the end, it’s all part of the same reality.

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The Compromise

Sometimes it’s difficult for me to decide if an image works better in black and white or in colour. Generally, the colour has to add something to the narrative. When I get an image like this, I don’t have to choose! This is my idea of a coloured black and white image.

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Harvest

The pear trees are as old as their marriage. For the past sixty years Herr Straub has been removing the unripe fruit in the autumn then storing it until St Nicholas day, when it will be ready for eating, or transformed into a host of pear fladen by Frau Straub. While he attends to harvesting the apples and pears, she collects the quinces from the tree in the garden. Overhead the birds circle then alight on their favourite tree branches.The Council asked Herr Straub to cut down the trees that line the stream meandering through his land. The trees that have given him a livelihood, are also home to a diverse range of birds and insects and they stabilise the waterway. Herr Straub refused.
The Straubs are farmers who know that if you look after the land, it will look after you. We say goodbye and Herr Straub brings us a pear; the only ripe one he has collected. We suspect he had kept it aside for Frau Straub, and accept his offering with thanks, assuring him that we will share it.P1050217

Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky …

The United Nations has declared 2011 the International Year of Forests to raise awareness and strenghthen the suistainable management of all types of forests for the benefit of current and future generations.  Some key facts are: 

 Forests cover 31 percent of total global land area.   
 Forests store more than 1 trillion tons of carbon.  
 Over 1.6 billion people’s livelihoods depend on forests. 
 Trade in forest products was estimated at $327 billion in 2004. 
 Forests are home to 80 percent of terrestrial biodiversity. 
 30 percent of forests are used for production of wood and non-wood products. 
 Forests are home to 300 million people around the world. 
 Deforestation accounts for 12 to 20 percent of the global greenhouse gas emissions that contribute to global warming. 

For me, trees have long been a visual and emotional inspiration for my photography, this series of images explores the relationship between the natural and constructed world.

Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky,
We fell them down and turn them into paper,
That we may record our emptiness.
 Kahlil Gibran

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Heading down the highway.

I am down in the south coast of NSW Australia, looking after my mother who is recovering from surgery. As I travel about 300 km every day to visit her in hospital I am observing the local reality.

The highway is frequented by log trucks and camper-vans, the local towns are full of men with beards, women in track suits pushing prams, shops which offer farming equipment and tie dyed goods, followed by local service clubs offering Australian and Chinese meals with instant bingo satisfaction. Driving in this monotonous landscape, I feel like I am in a Steve Earl song where I just want to get away from it all.

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I dwell in the green mountain

Yesterday was a wonderful clear, but cold spring day in Switzerland.  I took the opportunity and went on a five hour hike.  Armed with my new camera, I  sought to capture the emotion of the day. 

You ask me why I dwell in the green mountain;
I smile and make no reply for my heart is free of care.
As the peach-blossom flows down stream and is gone into the unknown,
I have a world apart that is not among men. 
Li Bai (701 – 762)

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