It sounds super cliche but I’ve always seemed to have a camera in my hand.

My earliest print I have is from a family trip to Jindabyne when I was 8; a horribly executed colour panorama shot of Jindy Lake which still hangs in the studio today.  

I always wanted to be a photographer for as long as I can remember, it was the ultimate ‘dream job’ throughout school.

I’ve worked a multitude of different trades and jobs, then finally took the leap to go freelance after a couple of years working at a large scale commercial photography studio. Seven years of freelance life later, I still get to call that ‘dream job’ a reality which is absolutely wild. 

There's a few favourites but one that tops the list and is always mind-blowing every time i visit, is the Grand Canyon in Blackheath. If you haven’t been, make it a priority when visiting - I promise you won’t be disappointed!

I’ve been a huge motorsport fan for as long as I can remember, instilled by my old man taking me to V8 Supercar races when I was growing up. So the top of the list would be to drive a Formula One car around my favourite track ‘The Circuit de Spa-Francorchamps’, aka Spa in Belgium- the best track on the f1 circuit, hands down, that is full of history. 

I’m generally getting my hands dirty renovating our house or in the garden with my partner Lex.

We’ve tackled some huge jobs like sanding and refinishing the wooden floors, patching & repainting, insulating the house and rebuilding the kitchen, but there’s always another thing to tick off on the ever growing list of shit to get done! 

When we’re not crossing things off that list of jobs, being the introverts we are there’s nothing we love more than a lazy day spent with a filter coffee in one hand and a good book in the other chasing the sun with our fur children - our two cats Rud and Carol, and Ruby the dog. 

I should probably pick a camera from my ever-growing collection (currently sitting at 19+) of vintage film, video and Polaroid cameras. Still, my most prized possession is a c1915 black and white photo panorama tourism book of The Blue Mountains by photographer Harry Phillips. A local Katooma-based photographer who paved the way for an influx of tourism to the mountains.

I've had a whole handful of stupid injuries from broken bones from skateboarding or a certain work-related injury with a grinder and a fingertip…but the dumbest and most recent one was a gardening-induced one. I was cleaning up old dead ferns in our backyard one afternoon and as I was pulling one piece out it snapped in half, piercing through my glove and into my thumb at the same time. Three doctor’s visits, an ultrasound, day surgery at Westmead Hospital, a month of recovery, hand therapy, nerve damage and a nice scar, my thumb is almost back to normal. 

Of course, it was my dominant hand, and yes, I got to keep the piece of fern which ended up being a 20mm long chunk and sitting up against bone! 

Film, always. I was taught photography on analog, specifically how to shoot and develop 35mm film so it will forever be a special part of me.