Cascading waterfalls and time-worn vistas. These images are the backbone of my landscape photography. In this collection, the emphasis is less on the living environment and more on the interplay of shape, form and light across the landscape.
After heavy rain, the crystal clear rivers of Fiordland rise into raging rapids. It’s one of the many moments of awe on offer in this land carved by ice—and still being sculpted with each downpour.
One of the many cascades I stumbled upon in New Zealand recently. Fiordland truly is a magical world and a photographer’s playground.
With waterfalls, my first instinct was always to capture the grand scene. To stick with a wide-angle lens and frame a striking stream leading through to the falls as the centrepiece.
Yet I’ve found myself becoming more drawn to smaller scenes within the frame.
They’re not as grand as their wide-angle counterparts. But they do present one of photography’s most rewarding challenges. To distil the essence of an experience into a single, simplified shot.
So on a trip out to The Grampians, I simply took my 70-200mm telephoto on the hike down to the falls. While it was challenging at first, I soon began to notice frames within the falls—focussing on this particular cascade and freezing it at one quarter of a second.
After heavy rains the mighty Fitzroy Falls put on a show, looking more at home in Iceland than Australia’s Southern Highlands.
When photographing waterfalls, it’s tempting to use a wide-angle lens and include the entirety of the falls. But often, there are equally impressive hidden gems, waiting to be isolated and captured.
So on a trip out to The Grampians, I simply took my 70-200mm telephoto on the hike down to the falls. While it was challenging at first, I soon began to notice frames within the falls—focussing on this particular cascade and freezing it at one quarter of a second.
Crystal Shower Falls, the jewel of Dorrigo National Park.
With a howling easterly blasting through, it sculpted these shifting sands—forming corrugated waves and peaks several stories high. I stumbled on this sculpted trio nestled beside a larger dune that offered partial respite from the tempest. I ducked down, kept the tripod low and snapped a few frames before the sun dipped out of sight.
A moment of morning calm as the rising sun breaks through Fiordland’s ancient beech tree forest.
The light at the end of the tunnel. An ice-cold river roared through this canyon carpeted in moss and ferns. A truly stunning scene in Aotearoa’s scenic Mount Aspiring National Park.