This is my grandfather, Tom. For his whole career, he was a press photographer for the West Australian newspaper in Perth, and has been to, and photographed, every continent apart from Antarctica. Over the years, I’ve run into people who still remember his name from credit lines and photos in the archives. When I was born, he had a triple bypass and a pacemaker put in that was only meant to last for 10 years. When I was 15 he lost his wife to a mishap in the medical system. And still he’s kicking along. Dann’s live for a long bloody time.
Visiting him on Christmas Day last year before I moved to Adelaide could prove to be the last time seeing him in person before he passes away. He’s been battling Parkinson’s for many years and unfortunately all good things come to an end eventually. I felt it was fitting to photograph him on film.