And the Gold Walkley goes to, Andrew Quilty

*Some may find an image at the bottom of this post distressing. Earlier this year a friend asked me who my favourite photojournalist was. My immediate reply was, ‘Well, if I could take photos like any photojournalist, it would be to take them like Andrew Quilty. He is my favourite’. On Friday 2 December, theContinue reading “And the Gold Walkley goes to, Andrew Quilty”

Another Launceston weekend

It was a weekend in Launceston, Tasmania, with friends, although the main adventures took place in the surrounds. For some reason I kept seeing scenes and subjects that reminded me of Georgia O’Keeffe – the barns, the flowers. Maybe it was, after a crazy week of world news, as simple as feeling inspiration from an artist whoContinue reading “Another Launceston weekend”