Horizons isn't a specific project I set out to accomplish, it is simply a collection of the many horizons I was fortunate to witness in Western Australia while flying my glider.

 

For some time I focused solely on the formal patterns on the ground from a vertical perspective (see Inhabited), but occasionally I let go of the camera for a while and enjoy the view of the horizon. Like my dad before me, I usually end my flights by gaining some altitude then turn off the engine and glide down. Many of these shots have been taken at that time, when I take this quiet moment to really take in the view with the wind flowing through my lines and ears.

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These horizons are truly something special, they remind me of Tim Winton's comment in Island Home that he felt claustrophobic in Europe. It didn't strike me then, but now, everytime I turn off the engine and glide down I take those words in again and feel like I belong here. 

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