Photography is and always has been a large part of my life. It helps me to really "see" the world in which I move.
After nearly 30 years of teaching Quilting throughout Australia and Internationally, retirement became the "full stop" that allowed this love of photography to come to the fore. Colour, pattern, line and texture are common to both genre.
My formative years were spent running, swimming and walking in nature and that has remained with me for life. Solitude and wilderness are like a seductive siren call and I am happiest travelling by caravan with my dog, Flair, to isolated places.
Traditional landscape photography has held my interest for years but always the details and the unexpected called. When I discovered, by accident with my first digital camera, that jiggling my camera produced a blur of colour, I was thrilled.
Here was a way to bring feeling and abstraction into my images. Len Metcalf and Shirley Steel, and now Valda Bailey and Doug Chinnery have, in the last few years, opened wide the whole world of abstraction for me to embrace. I feel I am teetering on the edge of a whole new chapter of life and learning.
The ease of creating alternative imagery in the digital age has allowed my need to create expand exponentially. Combining and altering photographs allows me to create images that capture "what I feel", rather than directly "what I see". I use In Camera Movement (ICM) and Multiple Exposures in camera (ME) along with Photoshop and other digital software to enhance and alter these images to reflect what I wish to portray.
The local cree that runs through our town has tracks along parts of it to give walkers access through the native rainforest and if you're lucky, a platypus or two. This creek and surrounds becomes my playground where I hone my skills for abstract photography. It is always changing, as water always does, and becomes a never ending source of inspiration and wonder.
Decomposing native plants seep nutrients and natural oils into the soil which then collect in rock pools and back-eddies of the creek as a pearlescent film. Dead leaves accumulate, seed pods fall and open, and a new life can take hold. But still, a very tentative business.
The creek reminds me of a line from the book "In Praise of Shadows" by Jun'ichiro Tanizaki . . . . "were it not for shadows there would be no beauty". As the sun rises over the rainforest trees the dark is forced into flight from the creek deep in the valley. The rays awaken the life force of the water, alluding to the duality of all things.
Flowing water entrances me. A solitary delight.