~The [incoherent] ramblings of a Sydney GenX Advertising Photographer ~Soapbox for shameless chest-beating and trumpet blowing
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Over Indulgent Alcohol Consumption
Friday, October 29, 2010
A new Blog is brewing
I'm rethinking my attitude and approach to the blogging platform as it really is something I would like to get going. Then I will work on the discipline to faithfully post new blurb on whatever topic is hot for the day. It may be photography related, but hey, I'm into a lot of different stuff, so it may be as diverse as vintage road bike frames or mid-century furniture, or cars or the latest bad ads or whatever interesting bits I come across in my web trawling.
Now I know when it gets busy, or I don't have anything interesting to waffle on about, some months may go by, and I know I keep committing to post regularly, so from now on I will no longer make any such promise or commitment. There. Thats better- I 'm glad that's off my chest
Thursday, October 28, 2010
New Website
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Worlds Worst Blogger
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Town of Tin

Town of Tin
I recently took a trip to Stockton Beach, beyond Newcastle, to see this historic cluster of corrugated sheet dwellings isolated on miles of beach and sand dunes. I was taken in by the total lack of visual clutter. The visual white-noise we have become accustomed to in our city lives is replaced by two dimensions of sand and sky.
Stockton Beach
The weather stayed heavily overcast which only heightened feeling of desolation of this surreal moonscape. The sands of NSW's largest mobile sand mass were deposited here over 6000 years ago (must have been a helluva storm), forming dunes 30m high and constantly sculpted by the wind. Reminders of its WW2 history of barbed wire and tank traps are still uncovered as the sands shift. The shore is unforgiving, and many vessels have beached in the ferocious windstorms that cane the coast.
Sport fishermen roam about, and their 4x4's turn the beach into an extension of the M1, but a breed of blokes stay here permanently in tin dwellings. Full time fishermen, men of the sea, for whom a shower is a water tank with a spout, and a dunny is, well, a hole in the sand. Drink, sleep, fish, no other crap to get in the way. They welcomed us into their home and offered a place to spend the weekend.
I'm grateful to them, esp Dave Chapman, for the experience.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Shoot for M&C Saatchi

Well chuffed to get to work with young and dynamic creatives Nick Bonney and Matt Weston on an funky idea they had. Pulled a shoot together on a shoestring budget so I self-produced and got very hands on. It makes one realise just how much pre prod work goes into a project, even a relatively small one. Casting was spot on, and I was stoked to have stylist Kathy McKinnon and SFX MUA Jen Carlson aboard. The shots came together nicely, albeit juggling time issues and 35+ deg heat. I'll post the finished product in another post, but here are some outtakes.
Mosman Photography Prize


I popped in an entry for the local photo comp (mainly because it was free entry) and was chuffed to get the call that I won a category. Even better news came a week or two later when I sold a print through the Mosman Art Gallery. Strangely it wasn't the one that won the prize, but one of my favourite images of Lenny Warry. Anyway, it made it a cool 2 for 2. Hopefully I'll sell many more prints in the future. Congrats to fine artist Ben Ali Ong for winning the main category with the haunting Songs of Sorrow and Stephen Weissner for the amateur category. I really liked Stephens Anzac day image.
Now I'm gonna have a crack at the National Portrait Prize. If you gonna run with the big dogs...




