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Swarm

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

Blink and you’ll miss it

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

Under the Stars in Madagascar

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

Viewpoints

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

Memories

Summer Evenings in the Pub

A couple of weeks ago I was working at Celtic Manor Golf Course – the venue for the

She Flirts With You

Much has been written about the relationship between the photographer and their subject. From the intimacy of portraiture,

The shitting fields

India 21-04-11: Driving towards Delhi from Mathura, early in the morning as the sun came up, mist rising,

Cold, tired and high in Ladakh

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

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Cycling into Hungary

Eighteen years old, Morgan and I had decided to cycle to Eastern Europe from Milan, our home at

Confiscation in Aden

This was one of those moments when something inside you withers away and dies. I was only just

An exhibition in London’s Carnaby Street

The new Staircase Gallery at Howies: Well I guess that makes it official then. I have just been

Magpies by Sara Lando

Sheer Genius and absolute beauty: Sometimes you meet someone who you just click with. Someone who you feel