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…

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

Arrival in India 13-03-11: An airport is an airport is an airport. And Delhi airport is an airport.…

Three years at art college would not be complete without some politics, squatting and clashes with the police.…

India 16-03-11 It wasn’t that cold. Or rather it didn’t feel that cold. It was dry, drier than…

We are in an age of living vicariously through others. We relish the final products of artists and…

JEREMY CLARKSON, RICHARD HAMMOND AND JAMES MAY IN ROMANIA: It was with great interest that I watched the Romanian…

It really is a fault of mine, and something I have been trying to rectify over the years…

January 2010. New Years resolutions and a new found determination to drown myself in my photography again turned…