It was as simple as ‘get to the top of Finland and turn left’.  At least that is…

Iceland. Never has the essence of a country so closely resembled the way in which I see the…

There are times when writing about memories from as far back as my eighteenth year feels wrong. How…

The Rooftop Collective exhibition edition VI Tempus Fugit. So they say. Here we are again, another Rooftop Collective…

I stood knee deep in the water and prayed. Prayed. If ever a word had connotations, it’s ‘prayed’.…

I have often wondered what it was in particular that attracted me to photography. What it was that…

Iceland. Never has the essence of a country so closely resembled the way in which I see the…

Some things in life are constant. As babies we grow into childhood, dependant on certain things not changing.…

Scotland is famous for many wonderful things… Scotland is also famous for it’s midges. I had, of course,…

Last night I went to A Night of Adventure II with fellow wannabe adventurer, traveller and photographer Jim…

There are times when writing about memories from as far back as my eighteenth year feels wrong. How…

I first started taking photographs at The Central School of Arts & Crafts in London. They were taken…