Slow Days of Summers Past

“My childhood was spent in the Upper-Spencer Gulf region of South Australia, where the sun shines 300 days a year.  Summer brought the northerly winds, a hot wall of wind, straight off the Simpson Desert. You could taste the dry and feel the sun burn the moment you left the shade. I now live in Adelaide, a temperate climate.  The heat is different here, more forgiving.  But the vast stretches of saltbush, those hot dry winds, the unforgiving sun and my childhood memories will be forever intertwined.”

As a storyteller, my images have evolved, exploring the connections between people and place as a way of both revisiting my own childhood memories and documenting that of the next generation. With a family of my own, we spend our summers on slow street. This is an ongoing series, documenting our slow days of summers past.

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