Calisthenics, a uniquely Australian phenomenon was once a thriving scene but now is the passion of a very small community. This young women was photographed in one of her favourite costumes made by her mother. This image is from an on-going series accompanying a documentary Calisthenics: A Love Story.
Anthony — a young, bright and amiable university student — was born with cerebral palsy. Like many 20-year-olds, Anthony struggles with his personal and physical identity. Through ongoing conversations he revealed that a large part of his struggle was accepting his body, measured against the "ideal" physical symmetry portrayed in dominant representations of "desirable" bodies. I began exploring Anthony's life attempting to address his struggle and illuminate his aspirations and goals. Like other young men, Anthony is passionate about life and aspires to be seen as a sexual being and to be socially accepted.
Every fourth Sunday I do a one-on-one portrait shoot with no pre-planning and using only what I have available to me at the location. Cheyne is a model and ballet dancer from Perth, and this was taken in the backyard of my home during January.
Bondi Beach is as much a lifestyle choice as a place. Bondi Beach draws the visitor, captivates them and forges memories of sun, surf and sand. It is a slower, sun warmed world that somehow stands a little apart from our busy lives. It is a world of lifeguards patrolling between yellow and red flags, surfers riding the waves and sexy bronzed bodies. That perfect place and moment, where the ocean meets the land and the spirit soars. This site is simply about life, both in and around the waves." Words from bondibeach.com.
At 12, Rachel floats in innocence, trust and vulnerability. Here, she is suspended in a place where she is able to be who she is and do as she feels. It is that state of blissful freedom experienced before being forced into the constraints of adulthood. In “Rachel” I see this freedom and her childhood. I also see Rachel’s wary guarding of her territory and self.
Shot at my local butchery, Gus (the butcher) is cutting Sam (the lifeless victim) into little pieces. How often do we see others, and also ourselves, slip into the roles of Gus and Sam in the butchery of the human spirit — often passing for everyday communication? This image is confronting in the same way the gangrenous extremity on the cover of the cigarette packet is a reminder of the dangers of smoking.
An image taken on assignment in Laos for TEAR Australia.
This girl and her family were part of an amazing development program by World Concern and TEAR Australia. The village where this was taken has been able to access education, sanitation and business development."
"I feel more like a girl than a boy but don't identify as being transsexual or feel any desire to get a sex change. I feel like a female, and always have for as long as I can remember. I was born male, and raised accordingly, and conditioned to put on a more masculine front.
I get mistaken for a girl on an almost daily basis, it's a gift, like I've been blessed (and cursed) with the ability to experience the world as both genders or neither."
Varanasi India is well known for being a Holy city with strong beliefs about reincarnation. People from all around the world come to experience the ambiguous feeling of death, and this ambiguity is extended to the main attraction of the city, the Ganges River.
Like any other river, the Ganges has two shores. But what makes the two shores of the Ganges so fascinating is that while one is full of culture and life venerating death, the other is just empty.
On Sundays, when the weather is perfect to explore the sky with kites, you will see the once empty fields covered by small groups of adults and kids, making teams to challenge their abilities to conquer the air space.
Just like how life has death as a partner, a kite has to fall; and when this happen you can be sure the kite catchers will be there.
There are times in a photographer's career where you meet a subject who will leave a permanent impression on you. This little girl's serious nature and incredible eyes drew me to her from the moment we met. The resulting image portrays her nervousness in front of the camera along with her bravery for sitting still long enough for me to capture her.
As a photographer I am somewhat protected emotionally from the surroundings by my camera. While alone photographing the bones of Ned Kelly, I had a moment to reflect on whose presence I was actually in. In that short time I had a very strong sense of connection with a young man who had lived a tough life. It's hard to articulate my feelings thoroughly, though somehow, I guess I was dealing with my own understanding of death and the spirit.
On this occasion I put my camera down for a few moments and just stood with an Australian legend.
In 2005 I returned to Papua New Guinea to cover the 30th anniversary of independence amid a breakdown in law and order, rampant corruption, an AIDS epidemic and an economy on the verge of collapse. One morning while travelling through the down-at-heel capital Port Moresby I saw this young boy amongst the Asaro mudmen tribe who had gathered to rehearse their contribution to the upcoming Independence Day celebrations. The child's gaze caught my eye as it radiates an innocence that seems to transcend the mayhem and violence of the society around him. It is as if the entire tribe emerged from the earth with their mud encrusted bodies and their biodegradable "arse grass" undies.