By Tim Taylor-Jones, The Age March 25, 2019 14:11:49When I look back on my childhood I realise that it was a very turbulent time for Australia.
I spent many a night alone in the basement of my parents house in central Melbourne.
My parents separated when I was nine and I was raised in the foster care system, and we were all taught to fear and resent those in authority.
I was a shy, quiet kid who loved to dance, read and listen to music.
It was this time of turmoil that inspired me to take up photography.
I had just moved to Perth from Sydney, and while I had never worked as a professional photographer before, I was excited to explore the city.
I was working on my first feature film when my mother called me into the bedroom.
It was the same room where my mother would have used to hold me when she was pregnant with me.
It seemed like a strange choice to take pictures of my mother, who was always so busy with other people.
The night before she had gone into labour, I had come home to find her slumped over in bed.
She was not breathing and I felt for her as I struggled to resuscitate her.
I could hear her screams in the room.
The next day, the police arrived and I spent the next few hours being questioned about my mother’s death.
The whole ordeal felt surreal.
My mother was not in any danger, and yet I had been charged with the crime of making a child vulnerable.
The police said that I had committed murder, which meant I would spend the rest of my life in prison.
I did not have the option to seek legal representation or appeal against the conviction.
I have never recovered from the shock of the police questioning.
For the rest the years of my childhood, my mother was my sole source of support.
I wanted to be the first Australian woman to go to jail for her role in my mothering.
I wanted to stand up for my mother and her legacy.
But my mother never forgave me for my actions.
She said that her only reason for being alive was because she loved me.
She died two years later.
When I was in my early twenties, I started working as a portrait photographer.
I spent a lot of time in the studio and was very lucky to be working with some of the best talent in Australia, including two of my closest friends.
After about two years, I took a job in Melbourne, and as the industry boomed, so did my income.
I also became the face of The Australian film festival, which had just come to Australia.
As the festival grew in popularity, so too did the number of people that would come to the film festival for the weekend.
The number of films that were shot was also increasing rapidly.
Over the years, the film festivals attracted thousands of people and I had a fantastic time working with them.
But one day, I got a call from the head of the festival, an amazing young woman.
She asked me if I would be interested in taking on a part in a project.
I told her that I was interested, but that the film would have to be very personal.
I knew nothing about photography and she said I should get to work on it with the director.
I had always wanted to do something for the festival and this was a chance to do it.
I immediately got on board and we started shooting a few short films together.
The project was called The New South Wales Film Festival, and it was my first film as a director.
After several years of filming in Sydney and Melbourne, The New Zealand Film Festival was born.
I quickly realised that it could only work in a small, intimate, intimate setting.
I met a lot more people working in the industry, but they all didn’t want to do a feature film.
I thought, well, why not?
I knew that I wanted my mother to be remembered and I wanted her story to be told.
My mother was a model and actress, and I knew I wanted the same for myself.
I realised that if I wanted a film to be recognised for my work, I would have no choice but to tell her story.
A few weeks after the New South Welsh Film Festival launched, I met the director of the New Zealand film festival.
He had been approached by a friend of mine, who wanted to use her film as the basis for a feature.
He told me that she was an experienced producer and had worked with a number of major films.
She had also made films for some of Australia’s biggest independent filmmakers.
He was thrilled to have me on board, and the rest is history.
For a long time I thought that this project would be just another film for the Newzawas Film Festival.
But eventually, I realised it was the right project for me.
When the New Zawas film premiered in 2019, it was met with widespread acclaim. I