Deep in Dorset's enchanting New Forest stands an ancient oak tree - broken, but not beaten. Its trunk is split by time, by storms and seasons, like a book opened too many times. Yet it is still alive. Powerful. Silent. Imperturbable.
Shadows move among the withered ferns. Wild horses graze slowly and silently, their breath visible in the chilly morning air. They don't care about the world, as if they know they are at home on sacred ground.
Everything breathes ancient calm - and yet you can feel life pulsing under the bark, in the earth, in the slow rhythm of hooves in the moss.
This oak, split but alive, is the heart of a forest that whispers, sings and is silent at the same time. A monument of perseverance. A symbol of how beauty lies not in perfection, but in survival - in continuing to grow, even with scars.
Specializing in landscape and travel photography, his photographic portfolio tries to convey his love of the natural world. Focusing on capturing moments of magic light and transferring this on print, his images reflects a combination of patience, perseverance and dedication to capture the images in ways that show.. Read more…