I know I am in a flow state when I start nattering away to myself

Travel photography creates a sense of wanderlust in those who view an image. In some respects it’s an easy win to photograph the exotic. It is more gratifying and difficult to find awe in the ordinary that you know.

After 25 years of being obsessed by photography, working as a photographer and tying my life’s identity to photography, I decided to take an intentional hiatus. I was burnt out.

The incredible amount of images that can be captured with a digital camera can overwhelm the decision making process when it comes to choosing what images make the cut.

Over time I have created some images that I keep returning to. Sometimes it is simply because I love the image. Other times it relates to a story or a feeling I had at the time or a place or space I inhabited during that period.

I exhibited this image titled ‘Lithosphere’ at the old Photonet Gallery (now Magnet gallery) in a group show many years back and often wonder how people viewed its execution as a photograph.

I made this self portrait back in 2012 whilst doing some night time photography of stars and all the while thinking deeply about the universe and my place in it.

Photography has become a compulsion - an instantaneous dopamine hit since the advent of the camera phone. This compulsion can be seen when watching people interact with art at a gallery.

What it actually looked like is always and has always been up for debate. Every single image ever made is only an interpretation. How proximate it is to reality can only be measured by the photographers intent.

As a photographer of thirty years experience, I rely almost solely on intuition when it comes to looking for an image and the technical requirements to bring it to life.

You can somehow feel the warmth in the sun. We get to glimpse the ethereal ray of light that has travelled vast distances across space to be captured by my camera.

Velodromes are a source of heightened emotion for me. They both excite me and scare me. As a photographer this is the perfect tension point and creates a unique drive for me to want to visit and photograph them.

Photography by it's nature renders the past still. It expands time, perhaps grabbing some ‘space in between’ and then allowing us to sit with it and importantly in it.

It certainly isn’t like the biomimicry seen in birds where the flock moves in unison to confuse potential predators. It is every bug for themselves!

I like to start my days slowly but with purpose. I get up early before the rest of the house is up and the day’s activities have begun.

There is a gentleness in the act of draping a cover over a car, like tucking in a loved one when they fall asleep on the couch.

Still standing, though clearly no longer able to participate. It is both here and gone.

Although I like to talk and muse about art, I veer away when it feels like a description of a piece of work tries to justify it’s existence.

I share a trait with my mum - that is, we quite enjoy staring out a window at nothing in particular.

Black and white film has the ability to leave time alone, just like how it feels to be gazing out to sea waiting for the next wave to build on the horizon.