As a free-range kid, my feet were either in the ocean or making paths through the forests. It was only natural, when my father bought me a Cosina CT-1 35 mm SLR and some used black and white darkroom equipment, that my love of the outdoors and photography converged. The bathroom became our makeshift darkroom: the enlarger balanced on the toilet, the bathtub our sink line. Over the next fifteen years, I developed my photographic practice through self-education and part-time institutional training.
