Over Exposed

Tales of a budding photographer in the early 90s

When I was a kid, I wanted to be at least one of three things – an upper order batsman for the Australian cricket team and/or a headband glad, axe wielding rock star and/or a photographer.

Well, I’m here to tell you now that I became none of those things. It’s the hard truth of the matter, there’s no avoiding it.

I could sit here and tell you how cricket …