WHEN I WAS YOUNG I devoted rainy days to exploring the outside world through photography.
Sinking into the cushions of the family couch, I'd spend hours flipping through photo albums of my parents’ adventures. In their early 20s (my current age) they paddied the Whanganui River, and on another occasion they crossed the sea trail of Abel Tasman National Park.
They carried well-thumbed maps, musty books and a 35mm Minolta film camera, and their photos made me nostalgic for
