PORTRAITS
I meet so many interesting people in my life and work. In truth, even ‘uninteresting’ people are interesting particularly for a photographer. One thing that defines and distinguishes us as humans is our interest in other people and other people’s lives. We are probably the only creature on this planet that likes to imagine what life is like for others and to understand others. This collection of portraits is my exploration of people I know and meet and an opportunity to pay respect to all people great and small by recording them photographically.
If you'd like to be part of this collection please let me know.
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
From a series of shots of Nathan taken 2013. Nathan's passion is theatre and film. Nathan receive many awards for his theatre work in his final year of school. |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
Some images from a series of portraits Callum taken in 2013, shot to capture the school student with his interests. Amongst other things he is an actor and representative fencer. |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
Harriet is the sister of Simon Daly, an old school friend of mine. I met her at Simon's 50th. At the party her daughter, Scarlett, had the most wonderful dyed red streaks in her hair. She plays Cello so I said come in and let's shoot. So they did and I shot all of them (the kids' Dad was away so he missed out this time). Harriet is a Homeopathic practitioner, currently working with Wellness of Woden (in Canberra). ![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
|
![]() ![]() |
Dick and Ginny, from Illinois, are the parents of some close friends. Dick and Ginny visit Australia to see their grandchildren every few years. Ginny has been a teacher most of her life and I believe Dick still works as an accountant. Not only was I keen to capture the grandparents for the sake of their children and grandchildren, naturally I wanted to capture the texture of their skin. The individual images I selected were chosen more for the texture and 'character lines', and the portrait together was to capture their relationship. |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
I understand my father was evacuated from London during the blitz to the village my mother lived in Cambridgeshire. So they have known each other since they were 4 years old.
There seemed to be something that 'clicked' with them from childhood because they always seemed to be together, along with a few others. While my father was back in London after the war, he seemed to spend a fair bit of his childhood and teenage years in the village still. I'll upload some more photos of them from their childhood soon.
My father joined the Merchant Navy at around 16 years of age - his mother was keen to get him out from her life and independent so she could get on with her life (she was left with 3 kids to raise and my father was the last of them). My mother left school at around 15. She was not academically minded and her parents couldn't afford to keep her at school.
While my father sailed the seven seas my mother worked in cafes and factories and married young and had my older brother. Apparently my father was a bit put out by this. As they've recalled, it was 'understood' they were meant for each other even thoughI don't think that was expressed between them at the time. The first husband killed himself when his motorbike hit a lamp post.
My parents then married in 1960 when they were still only 21 and 22. I was born in 1962 and tony left the Navy a year or so later. Left England for Australia in 1972.
These photographs were taken in 2011. I see my parents for lunch about once a month. They live in the country outside Canberra. We usually talk about photography and during one of the lunches we were talking about remembering people, particularly those who had died, and what our enduring memories of them might be. Often we are left with an image of when they were sick, which is a shame. So we decided to take some shots to make sure we had some alternative options. Not that they look like dropping off for sometime, but you never know.
It is a shame that we tend to avoid the camera as we get older. Vanity... We might be caught here or there in snaps, but these are usually terrible shots and not something we'd ever like to be remembered by.
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
Wedding of Toby and Merete at the National Arboretum Canberra, Thursday, July 18th, 2013.
A cold and windy Canberra Winter's day but absolutely superb location, vista and atmosphere.
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |
![]() ![]() |