A week at Lennox Head was the perfect way to wrap up 2025, offering a much-needed reset after a hectic end to the year. Shot simply with a Canon R8 and a vintage 35mm lens, this photo journal captures quiet sunrises, family moments, long coastal walks, and the shifting moods of the beach. From Christmas morning calm to surfer silhouettes at dawn, it’s a relaxed reflection on slowing down, finding a visual voice, and ending the year on a high.

In 2025, I began stepping back from my long-running Trolley project and found myself searching for a new long-term photographic focus. That search led to The Morning Chorus Project, born from my near-daily 5:30am walks and built around quietly documenting whatever draws my eye along the same route, week after week. Shot in a stripped-back 1:1 format with deliberately limiting gear, the project has already revealed a clear theme, and I’m excited to see how it evolves with the changing seasons, and where it might ultimately lead.

A December work trip for Scotts Group took me further north in Queensland than ever before, all the way to Bundaberg, trading inland travel for beaches and unfamiliar territory. Between filming at Turtle Sands and a quick stop in Bargara, I managed to squeeze in a few personal photos while getting to grips with entirely new equipment. The trip wrapped up with a moody visit to the Mon Repos Turtle Centre, where crowded conditions made shooting difficult, but the experience itself was still something genuinely special.

After a couple of years working with Living Entertainment, I was invited to their first Christmas party since reopening in Toowoomba, making the five-hour road trip well worth it. Armed with my Canon 200D and a flash, I documented a relaxed night with a team that feels far more like friends than coworkers. What followed was a loose, collaborative set of black-and-white images capturing a bunch of us playing pool and enjoying being together

Yesterday I made it out to the Walcha Motorcycle Rally with my family, and although my dad and I had planned to ride, the wet weather meant he drove down from the Northern Rivers instead. My wife and I never pass up a chance to visit Walcha, and as always, the town was full of some of the kindest and most relaxed people you could ever hope to meet. It was a fantastic day, great conversations, plenty of photos, and even a surprise portfolio shot. That’s why the news of what happened later that night was so shocking, and our thoughts go out to everyone affected in such a small, close-knit community.