Life's a beach. An excerpt from my exhibition 'Under The Lens', these images tell the story of the many changing moods of the sea. Taken in my home away from home, Glenelg, Adelaide.
Son number three. His walks on the wild side make him an excellent photographic subject.
If you ever spend some time with me and we walk past a puddle, you will learn very quickly that I love reflections. Just ADORE them. What I love almost as much as reflections is shooting through glass. Particularly rainy glass.
All sorts of interesting things wash up on the sand, if you look out for them.
Humans and seagulls. And bubbles.
Son number two. He's a water baby.
Elusive trails: Victor Harbour to Granite Island (SA), and The Lake District of England (UK). Don't worry, the figure is not the grim reaper.
Yes, I am obsessed with hands. Hands and feet.
Hands, feet and water. My favourite things!
My niece, Marlena. On the way to the funeral for my late father-in-law.
My brother, Derek, races cars. Amidst his preparations for the Clipsal 500 in Adelaide, I got him to pause for long enough to take this photo.
I do love the medium of black and white – how it forces you to focus on composition and structure.
My son (number one) once wrote a composition entitled 'all my father left me was the moon' (a setting of the Michael Leunig poem).
That same son noticed one night that the moon had a halo around it, and begged me to take a photo of it. Through subsequent googling, I learnt that this beautiful phenomenon is termed the '22-degree lunar halo' - whereby light is refracted through high cirrus clouds, causing a halo with a radius of 22 degrees around the moon.
My beautiful great-niece Aria, who is going to be an Opera singer one day, and win an Aria.
Another example of musical ability within my family: son number one, performing his solo cabaret show 'Scarred For Life'. He details the story of his ruptured spleen – a highly traumatic event for all of us. The red curtain in the background is symbolic of the substantial blood loss that he sustained.
Another one of son number two, basking in the resplendent sunset over Glenelg, Adelaide.
The Coorong and Middleton region, South Australia. A land Colin Thiele described as 'the cold, wet underbelly of the world.'
A considerable advantage of the town in which I've built my nest, Adelaide: all of its beaches face West. There are some spectacular sunsets, if you keep an eye out for them.