Ive had a life-long love of the Kimberley as my parents were missionaries in one of the most remote regions of the Kimberley in the late 1940s. I grew up looking at my fathers old Black & White photos of tribal Aboriginals when they had first come in to the pastoral stations. And so, it was to this area that I returned with my father in the early 1980s, following a dream of photographing Australia. On that trip, I met an Aboriginal man called Sammy Lovell a legend of the Kimberley. He was one of the first people to make a track into Mitchell Falls, where this shot was taken, and he later took me in. In those days, no one was there. Since then, I have returned many times and observed the many moods of this area. On this day it was just so beautiful, and so calming, as I sat on a special ledge, watching the twilight unfold before me. That is why Ive called this printKimberley Dreaming.
Ive had a life-long love of the Kimberley as my parents were missionaries in one of the most remote regions of the Kimberley in the late 1940s. I grew up looking at my fathers old Black & White photos of tribal Aboriginals when they had first come in to the pastoral stations. And so, it was to this area that I returned with my father in the early 1980s, following a dream of photographing Australia. On that trip, I met an Aboriginal man called Sammy Lovell a legend of the Kimberley. He was one of the first people to make a track into Mitchell Falls, where this shot was taken, and he later took me in. In those days, no one was there. Since then, I have returned many times and observed the many moods of this area. On this day it was just so beautiful, and so calming, as I sat on a special ledge, watching the twilight unfold before me. That is why Ive called this printKimberley Dreaming.