I love paying attention to the contrast that is included in my photographs. Photographs, after all, are all made up of contrast. Contrast is something that comes in all forms and this photograph has bags of it. Contrasting colours in the blue vs gold, strong contrast in the lights vs darks and, in this instance, contrasting weather conditions. The more time I spend out in the landscape, and the more I learn about photography, the more I see that there are photographs everywhere in this world, it’s just a case of to learning how to look again. This world has a way of teaching us to move through life with our eyes closed. Look around yourself, listen to most of the conversations that occur in your daily lives and it becomes clear that a high percentage of our population is unconscious. I don’t hear many questions. Or rather, I don’t hear many important questions. Questions about who we are and what we are doing here. Questions about our deepest fears and our most vivid dreams. I for one, will forever be grateful that I picked this camera up. It taught me how to see again. It forces me to look at this world with a childish naivety. Something that went missing for a long time, and I’m sure lots of you have experienced the same feelings. They occur to me regularly these days. Mainly while I’m lying down in the mud trying to get the perfect angle of a wildflower, or as I’m running around on the top of a hill, skipping over rocks to ensure that I don’t miss the final light of the day. I don’t know where I would be right now without photography and I certainly hope that this love for the art remains for the rest of my life.