I’ve enjoyed photography since I picked up a camera sometime in my early teens. My attention to it would arrive in stretches where I would immerse myself in capturing something I had in my head. It wasn’t until my early twenties where I really put myself to the test of taking the best photos I could.
Inheriting my Dad’s camera helped a lot. It didn’t leave my side for about four years, during a time when I was a dedicated surf journalist. Here’s a brief collection of shots from that time period, and also some much more recent work. Although I’m back to shooting in fits, I find that when I see what I’m looking for I can still catch it in a shot.