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…

At the end of a long day driving, walking and taking photographs around the north western mountains in…

The day of the Pope’s visit to London was all about the protests and marches for us. That…

Step after step we climb the steep mountain path, focusing, meditating, concentrating. The rain dripping through the trees…

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

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

West of the Sun – an exciting week ahead: Life is all about stretching those comfort zones. And…

OH SHIT: It was all over the internet yesterday – from bjp-online to twitter – and seeing it…

Photography has become my art. Photography has become important. Laden. Very serious. Photography has become entangled in a…