I met Royce Wells five years ago and have been compiling a series of photographs of him ever since, on an annual basis. He is the owner and occupier of Adelaide’s infamous ‘House of Psychedelia’, a run-down cottage in the affluent eastern suburbs. The ramshackle abode is covered in Royce’s 1960s flower power artwork and graffiti. The interior is more like a dilapidated museum; the backyard is replete with possum and rat carcasses. And Royce himself is one of the most stubborn, brainy, wise, misanthropic and lovable minds I have had the pleasure to know.