A full biography
Clint Burkinshaw, a Travel Photographer from South Australia, grew up spending most of his time engrossed in sport and the beach. That was until he started looking elsewhere to expand his mind further from the life that he knew and was content with, and turned to a map of the world. He was not a hundred percent sure yet of what he was to get from it, but in 2005 he tested the waters by taking off for several months and headed towards Europe where he hit the road and backpacked through well over a dozen countries before returning home. Little did he know, this was just the tip of the iceberg and just a taste of what was in store for him.
Before he’d even left Europe, he had been bitten by something far stronger than the common travel-bug. His desire for exploration and the open road had grew inside him to the point where returning home to be once more amongst everything familiar, no longer felt the same. While his surroundings had not changed, he had.
Having new horizons and dreams, Clint gazed back at the same map with even greater intent. Knowing exactly what he must do, he gathered up as much money as he could, sold his belongings and left everything behind for a more challenging and rewarding experience to satisfy his inner urge of adventure …a one way ticket to Latin America and beyond. Taking off in December 2007, Clint spent a year drifting around the continent falling even more in love with life on the open road. This journey ultimately changed his aspirations and thoughts that concreted a new direction in life that he was already living and forever to pursue…
We travel not to escape life, but for life not to escape usAnonymous
Inevitably, the time came for Clint to bid a sad farewell to South America – a place that will forever hold a special place in his heart. A land full of hardship, struggle, passion and beauty. So for over a year in a port in the southern United Kingdom, Clint travelled in and out of Europe to those yet to have reached countries. And again scraped together as much as he could before returning to Australia – the longer way, through Saharan Africa and the Middle-East over several months.
Finally returning home from years on the road, he once again took to a map and planned his most daring adventure yet. Trading a bus, train and the odd back of a truck for a bicycle. Shabby beds, rooftops and the odd hammock for a tent and sleeping bag. His beloved backpack for a bunch of bike panniers. He navigated several thousand miles across the entire European continent, from London to Athens, during the middle of one of Europe’s coldest winters on record …on a bicycle!
Braving the mountains, snow, ice and never ending roads, Clint made it back to Australia. But to no surprise, within a few months he’d already had himself another one-way ticket. So as 2012 came to a close, Clint once again up and left it all behind. With his favourite rucksack back where it belongs, he circumnavigated west around the globe through Asia, Africa and Latin America, with a special surprise of eloping with his wife 5,400m up in the middle of a three week trek in the himalayas.
What does Travel Photography mean to me?
To me, travel photography transcends just “landscape” or “portrait” photography. It’s about capturing and documenting that distant place in a single frame, pulling the viewer into the shot, making them wish that they were there. A good travel photo will be more than just a slice of time captured in a single frame, it will tell a story and convey emotion. To me, Travel Photography is a source of inspiration and driver to see and experience the best our world has to offer. Subsequently, it brings out the best in me.
Where have I been?
Top 5 favourite countries: Colombia, Sudan, Norway, Peru & Myanmar
Top 5 countries still to visit: Iran, DR Congo, Greenland, Bhutan & Antarctica
* Denotes additional visits
Australia, Albania*, Argentina**, Austria**, Belgium, Belize, Bolivia, Bosnia & Herzegovina, Brazil, Cambodia, Chile, Colombia**, Costa Rica, Croatia***, Cuba, Czech Republic, Denmark, Ecuador, Egypt, England*****, Estonia**, Ethiopia, Finland, France***, Germany*, Greece*, Guatemala*, Holland / The Netherlands, Honduras, Hungary, Iceland*, India, Indonesia, Ireland, Israel, Italy*, Jamaica, Japan, Jordan*, Kenya, Laos, Latvia*, Lichtenstein, Lithuania, Malaysia*, Mexico*, Monaco*, Montenegro, Morocco, Myanmar (Burma), Nepal, Nicaragua, Norway, Palestine, Panama, Paraguay, Peru*, Poland*, Portugal, Russia, Rwanda, Samoa, Scotland, Serbia, Singapore, Slovakia, Slovenia*, Spain, Sudan, Sweden*, Switzerland**, Tanzania, Thailand*, The Vatican, Tunisia, Turkey, Uganda, Uruguay, USA, Venezuela*, Vietnam, Wales
Why travel so much?
When people hear of how long each of my travel stints have gone for (often a year or longer), and how many stints I’ve had, they often ask me; “why on earth do you travel so much?”, or “do you ever get sick of it?”. The short answer to this is that I absolutely LOVE travelling. It changed my life in the most positive way. If I could have the last 15 years over, I wouldn’t change a single thing!
Ever since I first stepped foot off Australia soil, I’ve never looked back and have been obsessed with exploring this world ever since. To me, life should be an adventure, and living life on the road has very much given me that and shaped who I am today. Now, with my love for photography, I’m always wanting to explore and document the next jaw-dropping landscape that’s hiding around the corner.
How do I afford it?
To sound cliché and answer as simple as possible; essentially I work and save my butt off to save as much $$ as possible, and I then live as cheap as I conceivably can (both when travelling and when not). That, and the fact that I’m lucky enough to have been born in a country with the freedom and economy to allow me to have such an opportunity. So, there’s no real trick to it.
The main difference between myself and the majority of people who earn a similar wage, but still seem baffled by how I save the amount I do, is that my definition of what is a need and what is a want, is quite different from theirs. In addition, my definition of what reasonable accommodation and transport is while travelling, is also quite different. Combine these aspects together, and the answer starts becoming more apparent.
Traditionally, when I’m not travelling, I’m working my butt away in a 8-5 job (in I.T.), and work on photography with basically all of my spare time.