In country Australia dawn is breaking over the sale yards revealing a sea of woolly bleating penned waiting for the market to open. Huddle together in uncertainty of what the day might bring they begrudgingly await the Auctioneer and his hammer.
Dust rises stirringly in the fresh morning air under the movement of the thousand hooves, the manure is fresh and tingles the nostril. Excitement for the sale is buzzing about the stirring yards, farmers rise with the sun and eagerly await their payday.
Golden light streams down from the fading afternoon sky and almost purposefully illuminates this lone standing tree in a field of green. That perfect time... View full product details
To stand in such an epic landscape and taste the air so fresh in your lungs that its never been shared by another living sole,... View full product details
Across the gaping canyon sprinkled in powder white snow the threatening clouds roll towards us in a magnificent angry wall of power and glory. There... View full product details