'Landscape and Memory'.

These images are a collection of images which represent visual fragments of memory of events and places. They are not nostalgic, but rather like pieces of poetry which are based on the vague recollection of the impression of a moment and the location in which it occurred. 

'Swimming with Turtles – Puerta Galera' recalls a very deep dive in the Philippines, where I wasn’t sure if I was in this world or completely 'narc’d', and hallucinating, in another.

We swim into a virtual undersea oasis - a vanilla white sand bottom, fringed by extraordinary soft corals of magenta, purple and orangy ochres. And in the midst of this goldfish bowl surrounded by darting clouds of tiny, silvery fish was a huge hawksbill turtle. Mesmerised, I left the group of divers, and hitched a gentle slow motion ride down the undersea canyon – semi-aware of a very strange synergy taking place. 

When I returned to the world above water my dive computer registered a bottom depth of 58 metres. 

‘Scotland vs New Zealand, Eden Park, 1975’ was a classic rugby match, not because of the quality of the game, but because it was played underwater. I sat with 40,000 other dripping souls watching steaming bodies emerge and disappear in the waters of ‘Lake Eden’, Auckland.

‘On the Rocks, Baltra’ where we are awakened by an early morning collision with a reef aboard the ill-fated ‘Rumba’ – and stumble from the listing cabin into the clearest and most beautiful Galapagos morning imaginable.

‘Small fish, spectacled bears, misty morning – Laguna Anteojos’ with

the sun piercing the early morning mists two bears (a mother and cub)

emerge, playing in a field adjacent to the lake where I plan to fish. I watch

for an hour.

‘Landing, Great Barrier Island’ on a tiny airstrip with single small shed and telegraph post, on a runway with pitted grass and running cattle. It is late in the evening and the pilot drops us off – there is nothing here. We are 15 years old.

‘Rainstorm with Orca, Whatipu’ near the Heads of the Manukau Harbour, New Zealand’ we are making our way home after a day in my little boat with killer whales alongside. One half of the sea is in brilliant sun and the other masked by a tremendous storm

‘Big Splash – Cascada Verde’ depicts 10 metre free fall, pancake fashion, from the top of a waterfall into a log-strewn pool near Puerto Quito, after a long climb up a knotted rope. The highlight of the day at the waterfalls, however, was drinking cane syrup from a press pushed by us rather than donkeys.

‘Reef fishing and Humpback Whales, Puerto Lopez’ fishing with an old man in a small boat at five-thirty in the morning, pulling loads of beautiful red fish into the boat on handlines. We are joined by 3 whales close to land, and I slide into the water alongside them, with my snorkel and mask.

‘Trout Fishing, Campucoccha, 4200m’ high in the Sierra on an extraordinary lake full of Rainbow Trout, surrounded by incredible miniature trees resembling Bonsai, and carpets of rubbery red plants like undersea coral.