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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

Cycling into Hungary

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

Summer Evenings in the Pub

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

Where have all the cats gone

India 19-03-11: It was just a sensation at first, a feeling that something was missing, something you couldn’t

Five Minute Windows

After driving over 7000km in nine days around Scandinavia it was the morning of my last day. I

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In Sweden without a camera

There have been many, many times over the last seven or eight years when I have been unable

The Red Light District: A Blog On Celebration, Not Resentment

Note to Self: As my exhibition in May fast approaches and I find myself writing copy for grant

Marjoram and Fireflies

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

Stereotypical rivers

India 18-03-11 If in any doubt at all (photographically speaking) head straight for water. Immediately as a photographer