This little guy punched up through the grass overnight, seemingly in a hurry to beat the next lawnmover visit. He is only a few centimeters in height.
Fragile carpet of upturned faces
Dormant life beneath the desert sand erupts when kissed by the warmth of Spring.Cederberg, 2006.
Father and daughter
There exists a magical bond between a father and his daughter.Stephen and Emma, Summer 2008.
Night on the bay
Starlight mingles with the lights of Muizenberg to reflect off the unusually still waters of False Bay, one warm Autumn evening.
The Hex
Frozen in time, she stands; twisted sentinel. Arms outstretched in the act of casting her spell; weathered and gaunt, a lonely reminder of eons past: a time when the world was young. Long ago, vast forests covered these mountain slopes. Now, amongst a handful of scattered living trees, gnarled and ancient, many of them hundreds of years old, stand skeletons. Decaying, a slow reminder of change and of life's brevity, life's fragility.
Cederberg. Winter 2007.
Aloe
A summer shower sprinkles liquid jewels on the aloe which blooms in my garden at this time of year.
Laurie Levine
The super talented singer-songwriter Laurie Levine, photographed in studio in Cape Town.
Summer 2008.
Engrossing read
"Uh, perhaps if you just turn the guidebook the other way round it would be easier to see where you went wrong?"
A little time-out fooling around on a climbing shoot. Spring 2007.
A little time-out fooling around on a climbing shoot. Spring 2007.
Life in a drop of water
Fat raindrops hanging from a leaf refract the inverted image of a Strelitzia bloom in the still calm after an Autumn shower.
You lookin' at me?
A snail makes its way along a Strelitzia flower in the cool, even light of a Winter's morning.
Laser-cleaved
A boulder the size of a small house sits, cleaved by the harsh elements high in the mountains, under the cold blue sky of an African winter.
Gripen
Composite image of the SAAB-manufactured JAS-39 Gripen, the 4th generation fighter aircraft type recently purchased by the SAAF.
Photographed at the African Aerospace and Defence (AAD) show in 2006.
Silverback
An 'in-action' product shoot for Silverback designs, produced during the uphill time trial at the Giro del Capo. Summer 2008.
Chair texture 1
Detail of a piece of furniture, showing fabric texture with metallic studs.
The client requested images for a showroom catalogue, to reveal details of the products, and feel of the material.
Connectivity
The nature of the connection forged between humans and animals is difficult to define. Although both mammal, our minds are wired differently. Still, there are many fundamentals of the heart that are similar. Sometimes, one can establish a rapport that has its own, undefinable language, its own emotional fluidity.
It is more than mere co-existence.
Self portrait with Picasso, my seal-point Siamese. 2007.
It is more than mere co-existence.
Self portrait with Picasso, my seal-point Siamese. 2007.
Nurture
"Mothers' arms are made of tenderness,
and sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein."
-- Victor Hugo
Focus
Climbing is a strange combination of things. It involves the choreography of dance, the dexterity of gymnastics, the power of weights and the cardiovascular demands of aerobic fitness. In addition, there is the mental component; one must be utterly focused, utterly committed and in mastery of any fear or self-doubt.
Many wrongly assume that motivation is provided by the so-called 'adrenalin rush'. This is entirely erroneous. If epinephrine coursing through your veins is what you are after, go bungee-jumping, or some other mindless, 'low-skill/high scare' activity.
No, climbing (at least sport climbing, anyway) is quintessentially about the movement. About the harmonious and powerful synchronisation of mind and body in order to unlock complex sequences of physical flow.
It can be both beautiful to perform, and to observe.
Bleached bones
A great, lonely skeleton, white-bleached by the sun stands sentinel on the high rocky slopes of an exposed mountainside. Once, these slopes were covered with forests of Ceder trees. Climate change, indiscriminate logging and man-caused fire have rendered the population a tiny fraction of what it once was.The landscape is strewn with these stark reminders of our own mortality, and our impact as humans even in this wild place.
Beauty there is in death even, and textured white timber reaches up to touch a vast, cold sky.
Liquid Reflections
Motes of liquid light
reflect the setting sun and
float your mind to wander with
a thousand journeys past and
a thousand still to come.
Natalia
Cape Town singer-songwriter Natalia, live at the Independent Armchair Theatre, Observatory.
December 2007.
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