Melbourne is a great city to live in. Between the darkroom in Kensington and my little home in South Melbourne, I feel I make great use of all the great things this city has to offer. Any day of the week, I can be spotted in one of the countless cafes, cradling a long black and feeding my addiction of sampling Melbourne’s delicious foods. As much as I love living in the city, at times it can feel a little suffocating. I feel most at peace in the Australian bush. I owe my dad for finding the time and making the effort to take my brothers and I camping as kids; I had a long break as a teenager but rediscovered the significance of getting lost in wilderness as an adult. Simplifying life and being surrounded by nature helps puts things back in perspective.
Eventually I plan on packing everything up (darkroom included) and buying some acreage with river frontage in Victoria’s high country. I dream of the day I am able host weekend workshops in the country, teaching traditional process. I can’t see this happening for some time, and, at the moment, I am content with my current situation. The high country of Victoria holds a special place in my heart; I make the effort to go camping around Lake Eildon as often as possible. The new years camping trip is a growing tradition that I look forward to all year round.
Together with an incredible bunch of people and every variety of dog imaginable, I spent nine magical days at the Upper Big River. Friends came and went as they pleased and the days and nights flowed into each other in utter bliss. The trip was filled with guitar, campfires, fishing, the odd trout, hammocks, delicious food, way too many drinks, wild country, a pristine river, and a bag full of film and cameras. It was a phenomenal trip.