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BIO

I don’t exactly know when I decided I wanted to be a photographer. It just sort of happened. I have fond memories of my father toiling away in his home-made darkroom when I was about 7 years old – the smell of chemicals, the pure wonder of an image appearing on the paper like a magician’s illusion. He seemed like some kind of wonderful mad scientist in that room in the garage. Making magic happen. He died a few years later, and I inherited his Pentax Spotmatic, which he had lovingly used to create many of his home-made masterpieces – his snapshots of the world around him: images of me and mum, our holidays, our everyday lives. When I was older, I took that little Pentax with me to boarding school in Melbourne and somehow I got sucked into taking pictures for the school magazine – just because I had a camera. I actually had no real interest in photography at that time. I wanted to be a journalist! But I took pictures for the school magazine because I thought it might be cool. Journalism was not for me. I tried it for about 5 minutes, but the love of storytelling never left, I just hadn’t found the right medium. One day, a friend told me about a photography course he was doing, and showed me some reference books he was reading, which included work by of the most influential photographers of the previous generation: Avedon, McCullin, Capa, Penn, Haas and Cartier Bresson. The flame was lit. I guess that was when I decided. And I still have Dad’s Pentax.

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