Photography started as a mental health project for me many moons ago. I’d get up before sunrise on the weekends, grab my camera and venture into the colourful early mornings of Surry Hills to capture the atmosphere of worn out party goers, the home less, and everything in-between. For no other reason than to search for something “more” than where I was at that time. Now, almost 20 years later, the scenery has changed but the sentiment and reason stays the same.