Full Bloom

Sometimes it takes a really harsh cut back to return to bloom. This series is in honour of my mother-in-law Liz, who bravely pruned our roses for us when she was last here – and was a little worried she’d … Continue reading

The Baker that got baked

My great great uncle was murdered and eaten by cannibals. 1867. In my recent trip to Fiji I stayed with direct descendants of the Chief who killed and ate him. This part of my family history seems to reverberate through … Continue reading

Spring returns

With Spring’s return this year, I was laid up in bed with some kind of cold/flu thing that prevented me from standing for more than a few minutes at a time. Days later, when I merged myself back into the … Continue reading

Nature’s Abstract

In two days, I start putting up my photographic work for an exhibition, a joint venture with Susan Nethercote, called ‘Nature’s Abstract‘. I have admired Susan’s work with paint for some time and it dawned on us that we really … Continue reading

Dead or Alive

Does it really matter? Not to me, I have to admit. It doesn’t matter if something is dead or alive, there is still much beauty to be found. In fact I used to love to shoot dead flowers when I was … Continue reading

Being still

Every breath of wind leaves a mark on something. Every stirring vibration creates a shift or a ripple leading elsewhere. Every sign of life is a wound. Where it all begins or ends we can’t be sure, only that it … Continue reading

Things They Said

Things They Said – multicultural youth dance performance in Ballarat.
Choreographer Shermaine Heng and dancers. Continue reading