Author name: Royce

I always had dreams and ambitions of being a great photographer, like a short bearded heavy metal loving and badass motorcycle hooligan Aussie version of Henri Cartier-Bresson. Yep, I’ve always had tickets on myself. I figured that slinging an old camera around my neck and loading it with some classy film would automatically turn me into Magnum material. Well not really. I realised very early on in my photographic journey that I like owning shoes, eating food, sleeping in a bed and living in a house.