Wild Wing Images, Roleystone (2026)

05/06/2026

Light is everything. Without it we simply would not exist. When I returned to photography in 2014 I did not realise the part it would play in the following decade. At that time it was a distraction from some really difficult life events. I noticed that when a bird caught my attention and I was attempting to photograph it my mind calmed and everything fell away except the moment. I felt a strong pull toward birds and cameras but didn’t really understand the implications. That has happened slowly. Photography teaches you to see light, the subtle qualities, colour, tone, intensity, direction. It is a practice, the more you do it the better you get. Seeing it is one thing. Understanding a camera and knowing the settings required to capture what you see with your eye and mind in an image is another set of skills. As is processing images and also putting words to the experience. The more you do, the easier it comes but there is always more to learn. Together these things have changed my life. Together they have slowly given me confidence that even in the darkest situations there is light! Often, I deliberately seek out darkness simply to prove the point to myself. Weirdly, it is how I feel safe. These were captured over the last few days, in the inky shadows of the wetland, bleak, claustrophobic, dank and very dark. I was crawling around in the detritus and decided to photograph whatever first caught my eye, photograph it in detail. Here are the results! Light!! A range of fungi but the ones that spoke the loudest were a translucent clump of dying ink caps and three teeny teeny white ones both reflecting light in beautiful extremely ways!! .

02/06/2026

The Oak Leaf Banksias are flowering near Northcliffe. I absolutely love Banksias. After the desert plants and orchids I think they are my favourite flowers. They are evolutionary old and you can kind of tell that just by looking at them. Strange structures, dramatic leaves, weird hairy seed pots that look like gnarly old men and flowers in huge array of shapes, sizes, form and best of all color. These ones are predominately a rusty orange but it is a very special shade that glows with a rich velvety luminescence and hints of deep purple. My Mum has been visiting us at Meerup and as usual I put her to work. Together, we planted over a hundred natives in areas previously denuded by human use. Slowly slowly I will regenerate the forest sections of our land. Most of those plants were Banksias. One of the very best parts of moving to Meerup has been seeing natives I planted when we first arrived thriving and flowering. It was raining when me and Mum photographed the Oak Leaf Banksias. The forest glowed green, dank organic scents of degrading litter pervaded the air, dew drops caught the light and divided it in thousands of random directions, birds fluttered and the earth soaked in the moisture. It felt good!! The plants are covered in flowers and buds and there is a pull to return and photograph them again in different ways!

02/06/2026

Some portraits of a Black-faced Woodswallow and also Black-faced Cuckoo-shrikes. I photographed the little Woodswallow a month ago when I was in Perth. haven’t done much photography during May as have been managing a few life dramas. It is interesting how the past can come back unexpectedly. Hard to explain but the Universe has given me a very interesting opportunity to compare myself now to the me of a four years ago. Behind the scenes there have been some pretty big changes. I have been totally sober for 33 months. It has been one of the best things I have ever done. Clearer mind and clearer heart! Alongside that choice has been a lot of learning and a lot of personal growth and some pretty big lifestyle changes. I am very proud of where I am at now. Thrown into this mix my car had a major health issue and I now have a newer Suburu which like the previous one will become Wild Wing Images Photographic Head Quarters for the next few years. Very much looking forward to my first solitary camp with the new car. I am now back home at Meerup and the forest is beautiful. We survived the storm and over the last week I have been out photographing different fungi. Will post soon! Anyway back to the Woodswallows. Awesome to visit a few of my favourite old haunts and discover that the same birds were still there. These active little ones have always been a favourite. They are quite social and seem to live in family groups. If you spend time in the shadows, quietly observing there is always something to learn. Interactive and very efficient hunters. Interestingly, individuals in this family group were hunting alongside a pair of Black-faced Cuckoo-shrikes? I did wonder if they realised they shared a name? I also wondered if the similar colouration had anything to do with the tolerance each species showed the other? -facedwoodswallow -shrike

11/05/2026

I MI have been in Perth for a few weeks getting to know my newborn grandson. The wheel has turned and it is very beautiful to see my daughter and her husband with a little one of their own. A very very gorgeous new human. It has put a lot of things in perspective. I have always had a deep love of nature, I think because I grew up on farms and then a remote sheep station where I was surrounded by landscape, birds, wildlife and at night stars and moon and the darkest skies I have ever experienced. Those early years left a mark and while the connection ebbs and flows it is always there. Life flows like a river but it can run very deep and sometimes in the daily kaleidoscope of work and responsibility, emails, texts and calls I lose touch. It is interesting, something in me that always draws back to the wild. To places where I can touch the deep, dark water and feel safe. A ancient pull to the cauldron of existence? Birth and death and everything in between, wheeling through time. Photography has become a mechanism to feel the rhythm, I have learned to look for light and that search often takes me into magical worlds. Intense, poignant reminders that life is so very precious. My precious little Grandson is now in that mix. Motivation to tread gently, be kind and work hard to protect the things I love. #ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴘʜᴏᴛᴏɢʀᴀᴘʜʏ

01/05/2026

Portrait of a Brown Goshawk!! I have a fascination for Goshawks. Strong, wild, elusive, intense and very very beautiful!! I captured this one unexpectedly when it literally landed on a dead tree right in front of me. One of those very rare moments when the angle, light, perch and subject are positioned perfectly. Makes adrenaline run, to move ever so slowly, to lift the camera, maintain eye contact and hold the moment while trying to capture an image. I rarely see Goshawks and, when I do, it seems to be during times of intense change, turmoil or emotional chaos!! My scientific brain tells me this is purely coincidental how could the appearance of a Goshawk be at all related to my life? Interestingly my spiritual brain almost always overrides this analysis, to tell me that the Goshawk is a messenger, bringing reassurance and strength. A reminder that I am a part of the natural world not separate. That the call to wild places and creatures that I feel so strongly at times is a good thing. Something to pursue and develop, to deepen my understanding of the connections and interactions I see, to be a part of the mix, if only for small moments of time!! It is where I find meaning and from that comes peace and rare moments of pure joy!! That is how I felt when I photographed the Goshawk. Alive, connected and utterly immersed in the present!! After capturing this image and a few others I put the camera down, our eyes were locked in what felt like mutual curiosity, an interest. It only lasted a few seconds and the Goshawk flew. It’s mate was calling in the distance. I have returned to the spot several times but have not seen a Goshawk there since?

01/05/2026

Portrait of a Brown Goshawk!! I have a fascination for Goshawks. Strong, wild, elusive, intense and very very beautiful!! I captured this one unexpectedly when it literally landed on a dead tree right in front of me. One of those very rare moments when the angle, light, perch and subject are positioned perfectly. Makes adrenaline run, to move ever so slowly, to lift the camera, maintain eye contact and hold the moment while trying to capture an image. I rarely see Goshawks and, when I do, it seems to be during times of intense change, turmoil or emotional chaos!! My scientific brain tells me this is purely coincidental how could the appearance of a Goshawk be at all related to my life? Interestingly my spiritual brain almost always overrides this analysis, to tell me that the Goshawk is a messenger, bringing reassurance and strength. A reminder that I am a part of the natural world not separate. That the call to wild places and creatures that I feel so strongly at times is a good thing. Something to pursue and develop, to deepen my understanding of the connections and interactions I see, to be a part of the mix, if only for small moments of time!! It is where I find meaning and from that comes peace and rare moments of pure joy!! That is how I felt when I photographed the Goshawk. Alive, connected and utterly immersed in the present!! After capturing this image and a few others I put the camera down, our eyes were locked in what felt like mutual curiosity, an interest. It only lasted a few seconds and the Goshawk flew. It’s mate was calling in the distance. I have returned to the spot several times but have not seen a Goshawk there since?

29/04/2026

Something was dangling from a branch. A closer look revealed a man eating Orb Weaver feeding on a big moth. Horrific yet beautiful at the same time. The wings of the moth had intricate markings and his body had a lot of furry detail while the spider was mostly just big. The composition was interesting and if I angled the lens in a certain way I was able to pick up detail of the web, circular spokes behind the entire scene but also long strands that held the moth in a sling allowing it to dangle without falling. When I loaded the images onto the computer I was excited to see that there was a smaller spider on the abdomen of the big female. It is only visible in some of the images and had weird circular black pedipalps. My spider book revealed it was a male Orb Weaver. Pedipalps are used to transfer s***m to the female and in Orb Weavers are often enlarged and broken off after s***m transfer to act as a plug. This prevents other male spiders adding their s***m to the mix and ensures baby spiders will all be his. Once both pedipalps are used the male is effectively a eu**ch and if he escapes with his life goes on to live a happy stress free existence. Slightly more complex but that is the general gist. In the images I got the male is in exactly the right spot to be mating. He was so tiny I didn’t even see him when I was taking the photos. Annoyed because I could have used the macro and tripod to get more detailed images. Nevertheless I learnt something and will be aware next time I photograph one of these giant man eating females.

27/04/2026

Wild Wing Images & AI - Full Story in Comments
In photography my use of AI is limited to removal of minor distractions in Lightroom and the use of Topaz or similar Sharpening and Denoise models. I absolutely love the process I follow to produce nature photography. I love the experience from beginning to end. An idea, research into subjects, long lonely hikes, solo camping, wandering through the wilderness, extreme weather, connection to country and creatures, excitement and joy at unexpected surprises and the challenge of using a camera to capture what I see. I also love processing images and presenting them on my website, social media and in my workshops and talks. In much the same way I love the challenge of writing. Weaving stories, allowing thoughts to flow, using words to somehow capture a sense of things far broader, deeper and more beautiful than we can ever really comprehend. I love how image and story morph into something more powerful when put together. Photography and writing are how I make sense of the world and understand my thoughts and emotions. It has become a very precious way of living. Without the process I describe the end result is essentially meaningless to me so I envision my work will continue in much the same way. If you see one of my photographic images you can trust that I created it with my skillset and a camera. If you read a story attached to one of my images you can trust that I have written it from beginning to end. If I put my name to something it will be mine. I see how AI can and will be used in all sorts of amazing, creative ways in both the photography and writing spaces. I am certain that beautiful, thought provoking and inspiring works will result. This is not to pass judgement or compare or create debate but simply to communicate what is important to me and explain my ethos on AI in regard to my photographic and storytelling work.

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