Julie Donnellan, ice queen
Les Williams, glacier
As a child there were plenty of nursery rhymes that involved ice cream and its delicious creamy, cold, satisfying texture. When you look back on those rhymes, some of them seem kind of creepy to the point where I’m surprised I didn’t get nightmares and only want soup for dessert. Julie and Les in the Barossa Valley of South Australia are what you would call passionate lovers of anything ice cream. They make amazing flavours (or flavors for our American friends) and experiment with all types of tricks to incorporate different textures and surprises under their label Barossa Valley Ice Cream. I became a little boy photographing for them, except this time, there was no chance of nightmares with what reached my eager tongue.
The Pixel Trade was an experience of the Barossa for three days. I was shown around the valley, learning about ice cream and wine and a bunch of local stories of the German’s coming and setting up shop back in the day of horse, cart and wooden ships. I spent a few afternoons eating slabs of ice cream after photographing it and often pretending I made a mistake so that we’d have to reshoot a certain flavour/or.
On the second day Julie drove to the local dairy farmer, who they get their milk from for the ice cream. I asked the farmer if he loved what he was doing. He said, ‘I’ve always been a dairy farmer, that’s all I’ve ever know...and I love my life. I couldn’t be happier’.
Recommended album from Julie
Pink Floyd | Dark Side of The Moon