Three months in 2020
Three months in 2020

From March to June 2020 I carried a film camera with me and took photographs in the Wollongong area as the world and my own town changed. ‘Home’ became a place of refuge and also an inescapable anchor. What struck me most as the pandemic unfolded was the human need for certain places. If we didn’t realise it before, we now knew we couldn’t live without them.

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Three months in 2020
scan0004fin.jpg
iman01.jpg
scan18046crop54.jpg
scan0007poolcrop01 copy.jpg
twilliams_mia08.jpg
scan0027crop copy.jpg
scan0025cropfin.jpg
twilliams_mia03.jpg
scan010525fin.jpg
scan180406croptest.jpg
scan17040 copy.jpg
twilliams_mia02.jpg
scan0023crop02final.jpg
scan17052 copy.jpg
scan0031 test.jpg
scan17053 copy.jpg
Three months in 2020

From March to June 2020 I carried a film camera with me and took photographs in the Wollongong area as the world and my own town changed. ‘Home’ became a place of refuge and also an inescapable anchor. What struck me most as the pandemic unfolded was the human need for certain places. If we didn’t realise it before, we now knew we couldn’t live without them.

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