Bicheno, Tasmania, 2010. A memorable trip; we were away for a planning retreat at work, and in between very productive writing sessions, we watched a mother humpback whale teaching her baby how to breach, and watched extraordinary sunrises emerging from steel grey seas…
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Campbell Town, Tasmania, 2007.
This is one of the oldest photos that has survived from my re-introduction to photography from that same year… it’s a photo taken on a camera that I no longer own, of a state in which I no longer live, of a tree that no longer stands…
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From the archives… 2008, specifically. I’m in the process of uploading some of my older work to a microstock site, and the process of sifting through and appraising my work with this different end point in mind has been extremely interesting. I can see my development, both technically and in terms of my compositional/creative interpretations, and also where I’ve pursued certain approaches wholeheartedly, and then abandoned them almost entirely (think HDR, urban exploration, IR, and combinations of these!) – in none of these cases do I look back now and wish I’d kept going with them!
Most of the images don’t really stand up to my current work (at least in my eyes). There are a few odd ones here and there that I’m still rather fond of. This image, in particular, is still probably in my top 25 all-time favourite shots that I’ve taken. At the time, it looked absolutely nothing like anything else I was taking.
I wonder whether I’ll look back on my current work in another 9 years, and feel the same way about it? And is that a bad thing?