• THE CULT OF VEGANISM

    I have a vegan in my family. For years we have been accommodating her beliefs and lifestyle. We have supported her, gone without and adjusted our diets just to be in her presence. We have catered to her without a thought for our own life choices. The more I advocate for wool, the more I am learning about the cult of veganism. I see vegans from a place of understanding. To be so passionate about animals that you would change your entire lifestyle, invest so much time into researching and changing your diet and risk offending others just to be a part of a cause you believe in, is a…

  • THEY SEE ME ROLLIN

      With less than a month until we become first time parents, we’ve gone and moved houses. In our true style though, there’s a little bit of a twist to it. We are officially travelling gypsies. Faced with the dilemma of where to live, there was months of frustrated conversations trying to find the best way to keep our growing family together. While I have kicked my woolclassing and any big photography commitments to the curb for the time being while I grow the finishing touches on our son and prepare to disappear into the land of newborn and exhaustion, Jas is still slogging away in the sheds, handpiece in…

  • TAMBO TEDDIES

    Tambo is the oldest town in Western Queensland with a history overflowing with wool and sheep. Once buzzing with shearing teams and huge sheep properties, wild dogs, drought and the wool price crash have forced most woolgrowers to either sell up, or go into cattle. While most have long forgotten the wool industry in the district, there is a business nestled in the main street of town still keeping locals employed in the wool industry and boosting the local economy. Tambo Teddies is a hot spot for tourists travelling out West, however this is not your average outback store full of tourist knick knacks. This is a teddy bear workshop.…

  • THE STEWARTS

    It’s all hands on deck for the Stewart family when shearing time rolls around at ‘Riverview’ Evandale TAS. The kids get a day off school and kept busy in their one stand shed. The shearing shed is an extension built off the side of their storage shed and works a treat. Everyone is assigned their own jobs and although only lasting a day, shearing is the highlight of their farming year. Summer, 11, keeps herself busy stamping butts, skirting fleeces and sweeping the board.  ‘I love jumping in the butts and polishing my boots with the wool. My favourite thing is having pet lambs. I know it’s not possible to…

  • THE BIG DRY

    (Image – ‘Cambo’, Mungindi NSW) The big dry. There’s a lot of things you can regulate, influence and change as a woolgrower. But the rain ain’t one of them. Working across Southern and Outback Queensland for most of my working year in the woolsheds, I experience the highs and lows of the seasons alongside the woolgrowers who I class for. Some days work is called off because not even my 4wd can navigate their black soil driveways to start work. But when the big dry rears its ugly head, there is nothing but sunshine. That moisture sucking, dry heat sunshine. The ground under the sheep’s hooves is cracked and patiently…

  • MIA

    Meet Mia. Cute isn’t she? Don’t tell her that though. She’s a working girl, dedicating her life to penning up, guarding her ute and collecting bones. Starting her life in Hay, NSW, Mia moved in with her family in southern Qld when she was still soft and cuddly. Destined for a life in the woolsheds with her shearer dad and woolclasser mum, there’s hardly been a time in her 6 years that she hasn’t been around sheep. Starting in her shearing team at the bottom of the ranks, she was taken under the wing of the other team dogs and quickly learnt what this penning up gig is all about. She…

  • WHITE GUM WOOL

    When I first walked into Nan’s simple, yet stylish Oatlands home in Tasmania’s southern Midlands, she was unpacking groceries delivered from an organic produce supplier in Hobart. As she spoke of her home, milk formula made from scratch was gently simmering on her stove top for her poddy lamb. This woman had me at hello. Jumping into her electric ATV, she drove me to meet her poddy, her seven dogs and we headed up the hillsides into Nan’s world, ‘White Gum Wool’. Nan has always longed for a life on the land, she has an affinity with the animals surrounding her. Pursuing a career as an oceanographer for the majority…

  • The War on Wild Dogs

      There is a war raging in outback Qld. Everyday the battle is being fought, not by soldiers, but by everyday Australians. The enemy is growing stronger, smarter, more cunning. This is the war on wild dogs. Imagine this. You are responsible for thousands of lives. Everyday they directly rely on you to keep them safe from harm and healthy. The days seem endless, there are no such things as weekends, holidays or days off. There is no nine to five just daylight and darkness. You have dedicated your life to your work, your home, honouring your heritage. You are an outback Queensland woolgrower. Now imagine falling into bed after a…

  • STEPHEN SQUIRES

    Stephen ‘Squiz’ Squires is one of those guys that everyone knows in his home state of Western Australia. He’s got this presence in the wool industry that is not only loved, but adrmired. Respected. Chatting to Squiz he’s a pretty laid back guy, one of those who you just fall easily into conversation with and can quite happily stay there for a few hours. I spent two days with him, being chauffeured around the great southern district of WA visiting woolgrowing properties, getting to know him and tapping into his wealth of knowledge of the wool industry. Growing up on the family farm at Mukinbudin in the Central Wheat Belt,…

  • GWENDOLYN ADAMS

           ‘Leighlands’ at Evandale TAS is something out of a travel brochure. While sitting at Gwendolyn Adams kitchen table chatting over a cup of tea and anzac bikkie, we looked out over her rolling hillsides at her merinos grazing and soaking up the warm sun. Hay was scattered across the hilltops. It was easy to see why Gwendolyn has made this beautiful slice of Tasmania her home. It was the mid 1900’s and Gwendolyn was living the life expected of a female of her time – marrying young and working in an office. Her life was turned upside down at 30 years of old, when she was called back home…

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