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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

Confiscation in Aden

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

Cycling into Hungary

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

Blizzards in the Lake District

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

Knee Deep in Prayer

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

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Luck led to Normandy – by Barbara Wace

Written by Barbara in April 1995: When the Allied invasion became a certainty and the only question was

Equipment and Materials used – The Film

KODAK T-MAX 400 Once again I have been using T-Max pretty much since I started. To me it

Contact sheets: A necessary evil

The life cycle of an analogue print or photograph is fairly simple. You load the film into the

Parading through a warzone

India 19-03-11: “You cannot go down there.” And who was I to argue with two uniformed policemen? This