Hamilton Island works as both gateway and subject — a mix of lines, colours, and shifting rhythms. From the busy marina to the ridgelines above, the frames are split between polished holiday scenes and quieter details: palms bending in the breeze, light catching the water, moments where the view did the work for me.
Whitehaven Beach strips things back even further. Seven kilometres of white sand and turquoise water, a place so stark in contrast it almost feels like overexposed film. From above, the tides redraw the shoreline into new patterns; up close, it’s about texture, footprints, and the way light falls differently with every passing hour. Together, Hamilton and Whitehaven made me slow down, look longer, and try to catch the kind of scenes that almost refuse to sit still in a photograph.
