The working week

I spend a working week in a cooped up office for a solar Firm. On the weekends I flee to Magnetic Island. On the Ferry all passengers are feeling content and calm, rocking slowly over the waves the sunsetting, every now and then being sprayed by the sweet cold ocean water, leaving you feeling more alive than you already do.

I have spent many weekends there this year. A few weekends ago I went camping over there with Aaron and our friend Pat. Pat is a very special friend, he is a Marine Biologist, Photographer, Professional Saxophonist and has knowledge on all things lovely that make you feel warm calm and at home whenever he is around. Aaron and I wondered the island on our bikes whilst Pat walked at his own pace bags filled to the bring with his scuba diving gear. We hiked down a hill to a secret spot and I spent my time in a rock cave and watching the ocean and the waves getting higher whilst they swam. We went snorkelling at Alma Bay and saw some incredible fish.

 I love the ocean I just want to be in it all the time. The ocean is my second home. I have always lived near the sea. Growing up in a beach hut at Black River, overlooking the ocean, built by my Grandad, Victor Hay. A lovely man, builder, maths genius, musician and most of all loving and devoted father who raised my father and his three sisters on Magnetic Island until they grew their wings and flew off to far away placed. You can tell my father is an island boy at heart, my father; an artist, he spends his days at our house by the sea with my dog gypsy (his best friend) crafting the most beautiful pieces of furniture out of recycled timber, designing, creating one of pieces. He has filled our whole house full of incredible pieces for my mother, Debbie. Debbie who met my father when she was 16 and at University, she works with pre-school children. She has devoted her whole life not only as a loving caring mother to us but also to the precious children of others. Nurturing and teaching them all that is good in this world. I am getting off track.

I leave to europe very soon with my lovely best friend Aaron Ashley. We do not have many plans, not set in stone. We arrive in paris and part, him to a family to teach the children english in Paris and to then reside in their home in the Sth of France. Myself to be apart of their lives and care for two young french girls and spend their summer holidays with them. Filming, Photographing, teaching the to sew, swimming, holidaying in germany. We then leave for Greece as we have rented a studio in Crete overlooking the water for a few months for aaron to begin work on his novel. I can not think of much else but leaving to travel again.

Here are some portraits I have been taking lately on my weekends away, amongst nature for most:

Steph -

Aaron