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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

Madagascan Hissing Cockroaches

When you are on a 64 hour journey down the spine of Madagascar on the back of a

They are no longer alive

Photography can mean so many different things to different people. One of the most poignant and common thoughts

Under the Stars in Madagascar

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

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Five Minute Windows

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

Photographing Photographs

Swept along by Katrina Aleksa of Predella House: I’m sat, once again, in a taxi, frames stacked up

Wild swimming in Romania

Deep in the heart of the Carpathians, Kate and I parked our van. We were in a field

Summer Evenings in the Pub

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