Somewhere off the south west coast of Western Australia, 27 June 2016.
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Somewhere off the south west coast of Western Australia, 27 June 2016.
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2 Feb 2015 – After a week of amazing electrical storms, I went out to a local spot near my home to catch what was potentially the last of the storms. I got quite a few average shots, but this one was literally the last image of the night. And my favorite. It was so close and so loud that it actually made me duck for cover. Needless to say the drive home was done on adrenaline.
The view from Mount Dale, Western Australia, looking westward towards the coast, on a cold August afternoon.
On the morning of 27 June, 2015, a large swell was predicted to hit the south west coastline of Western Australia, so I packed my camera gear into my car and headed south the night before, arriving just after midnight. There was a bitterly cold wind blowing in off the hills behind me and even in the darkness, I could hear the larger than average swell as it crashed into the rocks below the carpark where I was camped. The following morning I was able to get this image of Canal Rocks to my north.
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One of my favourite places in the wheatbelt region of Western Australia is Lake Brown, Nungarin.
When I look at this image, I can hear the sound of silence. It is an overwhelming feeling that comes over you when you are surrounded by the vastness of the Australian landscape. Even though that silence is punctuated by the low rumple of distant thunder and the occasional fly buzzing past one’s head, there is a weighty stillness that bears down on you. It is both peaceful and unnerving at the same time.
There is a certain nervous expectation when waiting to capture lighting on camera-a fine line between anticipation and surprise-when the darkness erupts with a paroxysm of energy so sudden that it is hard to contain your emotion.
Deep in the heart of the Dryandra Woodland, on a track that winds its way up through a rocky breakaway, there is an ancient Wandoo tree that could easily be a few hundred years old.
Whilst on a road trip through the Great Southern region of Western Australia, I just had to pull over to admire the golden glow of a summer afternoon.
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