I can lose myself in forest for days at a time, observing the meditative calm that forests, and trees generally, uniquely engender. Of all photographic genres, forest photography is closest to my heart. That’s possibly because I find pleasing forestry images more elusive, so a successful capture is doubly rewarding. Superficially, forest appear to be places of chaos, and yet the overall effect is often one of profound peacefulness. The challenge of attempting to distil that contradiction into a two-dimensional image and compose a clear, balanced narrative is one that I will probably never fully meet but is, perhaps, more enjoyable for that.

“Glory be to God for dappled things –
  For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;”

‍ ‍Gerard Manley Hopkins, Pied Beauty

Hopkins doesn’t say which god is being invoked. Pan perhaps… or Aranyani. Or maybe just a local dryad or yakshi. But the general sentiment of the randomness and chaos in nature being the essence of its attraction, that I can get behind.

The Australian Landscape