Burning, but not burnt out
Here's what's happening, and why this page has been quiet for a while. Don't worry - things will be back to normal soon!
The Unexpected Bird
In November, I woke to a thick duvet of snow on the ground. The Eglinton Valley was having its last gasps of winter, funnelling chill winds across Knobb's Flat, where…
Lessons from the Field: Perseverance
The first of many lessons from photographic and scientific fieldwork - sticking to it. Hanging in there when things get tough leads to better work in the long run.
New Year, site update!
Ch-ch-ch-changes You'll notice some changes around here! I'm in the process of transforming this site from a photoblog to a platform on which I can share my life as both…
A Sky Full of Seabirds
Here's the story behind the photo - my finalist image in this year New Zealand Geographic Photographer of the Year Awards. I'm sitting on top of a cliff, looking west…
A handful of birds
I've been much better at keeping the birdventure updated on instagram and twitter (check out #whosebutt for Whose butt is it anyway?! - a wee game I've started on twitter!)…
Zig-zagging down South
So far I've tripped down the West coast of the South Island as far as Greymouth, hopped across Arthur's Pass to Christchurch, and then down to the Mackenzie Country in…
Southbound
Here's a few updates from the #birdventurenz ! I'm southbound with gusto - finally crossing the Cook Strait after spending the last few weeks around the North Island. The next…
On small adventures
Yesterday, Dad and I drove to Turangi and back. We were on the hunt for whio - Blue ducks. We've had a few Blue Duck Hunts in the past, but…
The Birdventure Begins
Kia ora! I'm back! Those of you following me on twitter will have noticed the beginning of a new adventure...all about birds. A Birdventure! For the next few months I'll…
Ōi
These are my birds. Grey-faced petrels have been my birds since my Master's project was decided on two years ago. I say my birds. I don't own them. I feel…
Gratitudes
I am standing on a knife edge. The sea breathes below, hushing into narrow inlets through tumbled stone and washing quietly against steep cliffs. The breeze is gentle, a welcome…
Making time
In the throes of writing my Master's thesis, it would be very easy for me to say "I don't have time" for things like photography, blog-writing, reading, relaxing. But I'm…