I grew up in Melbourne, Australia. Once I’d picked myself up off the floor, I found myself on the highway hitch-hiking north with no fixed plans.
Fast-forwarding through a bachelor degree in visual arts obtained at three different educational institutions in three different states of Australia, I decided at a significantly more advanced age than is usual to become an acrobat. I spent the next seven years, swinging on a trapeze, balancing precariously and viewing the world from odd angles.
In between performances and training, I developed art and media projects for young people from disadvantaged backgrounds in youth centres, community art centres, schools, juvenile detention centres and prisons – and this also taught me a few different ways to look at the world.
Finally my itchy feet led me to a favela on the outskirts of Sao Paulo, Brazil, where I spent three and a half years working at a community arts and activity centre for young people and where I continued to develop various art and media projects with teenagers.
Eventually, I left Brazil for the UK to work on the more managerial side of NGO life. However, after a year and a half in London, it began to seem rather grey and so I left, alone, on my bicycle – travelling east. My final destination was Prague, in the Czech Republic, but I went by way of Germany, Austria, Hungary, Croatia, Serbia, Bulgaria and Romania travelling three and a half thousand kilometres down the Danube, from its source in the Black Forest to where it enters the Black Sea.
I was absolutely hooked by the charms of travelling by bicycle and have spent a lot of my time since dreaming up different bike routes in various parts of the world and touring when I can. In 2009 I set off from the Arctic Ocean in Alaska on an entirely open-ended trip.