I came upon this baby chair in an abandoned house near Margaret River. I was instantly captivated by the light hitting the chair from the hole in the wall and by the framing of the graffiti around it. It did not feel creepy to me, but empowering, that it should stand in defiance of time and neglect, resolute in upholding its duty to be the chair that no one needs anymore. She stands strong, and I hope she is still there, one chair in a long line of chairs before her.
For Sven, the ordinary is anything but. He is a local photographer with a passion for the candid and the daring. Give him a glass of wine and he won't shut up about a group of women picnicking on the coast or an incidental encounter with a stray patch of light in his garden.
His lifelong passion was reignited only three years ago and Sven continues to experiment with film and digital work, modern and vintage gear, or anything else that takes his fancy. He shoots scenes found wherever he travels or simply at home, seeking to evoke wonder in the drama of everyday life and the minutiae of nature.