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Even s2art
I'm happy with any of the above; just don't call me late for breakfast*
Here's an entire flickr album of self portraits dating from about 2000, to today.
Some metaphorical, some literal, all are tongue in cheek.
*That's an obscure reference to one of my favourite bands, they were big in the late 1980s, until the early 2000s, when they disbanded. They are called TISM. This is an acronym for the full band name, This Is Serious Mum
^^^^^ That's an awesome vidoe of them performing on TV when they were at their peak.
This site is a work in progress.
On occaison, I will tweak it frantically, often though it lays dormant. I try and update the galery page as often as I can. In a perfect world this would be weekly.
I came into this world in the early 1960s, existing in that curious gap between the Baby Boomers and Generation X. Looking back, this temporal limbo seems fitting for someone who would spend their life capturing moments between moments, finding beauty in the spaces others overlook. My early years were marked by constant motion – a childhood spent in transit, including one particularly dramatic move that saw me switching hemispheres. Split between two worlds, my high school education became a patchwork of experiences that would later inform my artistic perspective in ways I couldn't have imagined at the time.
Young and restless, I chose the path of apprenticeship over continued education, despite harboring a secret love for learning that my teenage self wasn't quite ready to embrace. Four years of indentured service taught me discipline, if nothing else – though its true value wouldn't become apparent until much later in my journey.
The years that followed were a carousel of jobs and shared houses, each adding its own peculiar flavor to my developing worldview. But it was cab driving that unexpectedly provided the perfect crucible for my creative development. Those long, flexible hours behind the wheel gave me both the means to survive and the freedom to observe life unfolding around me. The characters I met and the stories I witnessed during those late-night shifts would later find their way into my lens, though I didn't know it then.
The shared houses of those years were their own kind of performance art – Pythonesque comedies that played out in real-time, filling my mental archive with absurdist scenes that would later influence my creative work. But beneath the surface chaos, that secret love of learning was growing stronger, eventually pulling me back to complete my high school education, this time with a focus on photography.
Creating that first portfolio was like assembling a puzzle without knowing the final picture. Yet somehow, those pieces came together well enough to earn me a spot in one of the city's prestigious photography courses. My split education proved unexpectedly valuable – understanding the industrial revolution's impact on art and society gave me a unique lens through which to view the modern world.
Life has a way of building circles within circles. The casual technician work at a photography college led to teaching, which led to formal qualifications, which led to a career sharing my passion with others. All the while, my own work was finding its way onto gallery walls – first in artist-run spaces, then in group shows, each exhibition a stepping stone to the next.
The digital revolution arrived like a tidal wave, bringing with it flickr, affordable digital cameras, and eventually phones that could capture any moment. It was as if technology had finally caught up with my restless desire to document the world. The marriage of computers, photography, and the web opened up possibilities I'd never imagined during those early darkroom days.
But as the internet evolved, I found myself drawn to something deeper than just posting photos on social media. The indie web movement spoke to my independent spirit – the same one that had pushed me away from conventional paths years before. Here was a community of creators who believed in owning their content, controlling their online presence, and building genuine connections rather than chasing algorithms. It resonated with my approach to photography: authentic, unmediated, and personal. The principles of the indie web became as much a part of my creative philosophy as the rule of thirds or decisive moments.
Through it all, I found my perfect companion – the love of my life who brought stability to my wandering soul. Yet the artist in me kept pushing forward, leading to a Master of Arts degree and more exhibitions. The digital age nearly swept me away completely until a couple of hard drive scares sent me back to film, creating an unexpected bridge between old and new ways of seeing.
My story, like my photography, continues to develop.
I have been online in various gusies since 1996
Below is a list of places you can find me:-