When my partner and I planned the trip to Uluru, I promised myself I wouldn’t have taken “normal pictures" of this land. I promised I would have looked at it in a different light and try to give an unknown vision of the second biggest monolith in the world.
It was hard task. The beauty and magnificence of Ayers Rock makes you feel like a tourist in an unknown land and the temptation of taking a photo of this huge red rock coming out of yellow wheat, it’s a recurring moment.
But I resisted and tried to create a series of never seen images of the places I stopped by and experienced during the short journey. We had a small camper van and drove from Alice Springs to Uluru. It was a long 5 hours drive but we tasted THE experience along the way.
The pictures below are shot with Fujifilm GFX50S + GF63mm and GF110mm.
The first night we slept one hour away from Alice Springs, in a rest area. It was deserted and this is what we had around us, just few steps from the highway. We were lucky because an other young couple was there too camping for the night. Some people advised us to be careful when choosing the area to camp, it must be far away from the city to avoid thieves.
The sunset was approaching and the vegetation around us was wild, red and the leaves on the ground were shining like gold.


We arrived to Ayers Rock just before the sunset the day after. The red sand became a soft orange carpet for beautiful waves of golden wheat and high trees spread all over the place. They created lovely shapes and silhouettes.




The next day we walked through the base track and discovered caves and ancient graffiti on the walls of the very old red monolith.
Despite the courtesy sign about not climbing the sacred Uluru owned by the Anangu people, a lot of tourists were trying to reach the top of the dome forming a line.
For obvious reasons we decided not to climb and respect their will.



What attracted me the most was this unusual red sand under our feet. Needless to say the sand came back home with us stuck in all our clothes.




The third day we explored Kata Tjuta, a series of sandstone domed rock formations half an hour drive from Uluru. The best experience ever had was the track between the domes, huge canyons with rich vegetation and evident sign of water accumulation during the wet season. The silence and the wind was all we had there.

A prevalent factor of the trip was the connection to the wild and the history behind the Aboriginal culture that has a huge presence in the environment and plays a big role in keeping this land “original” and sacred.

There was this constant feeling that we were only guests in this wild land, like when you enter a church or a monastery, you try to make less sound possible and look at things like they’re holy. This is Aboriginal land and “always will be”!





















