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

A huge thank you to Jim Shannon for putting together this wonderful trailer for ‘West of the Sun’.…

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

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

I am now long overdue a film developing session followed by some printing. And I cannot wait. Apart…

India 20-03-11: We crossed a bridge. It was a railway bridge, with a small walkway to the side…

When cycling around Eastern Europe it was very low-tech for Morgan and I. Our decision was spur of…

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

Fomatone Nature 532- II Within a year of starting to do my own darkroom prints I had moved…

In the eye of the hurricane I floated, a couple of centimetres off the ground. Balanced, as if…

Written for ‘Skills, Smells and Spells’, an exhibition held at the Strand Gallery in central London: Each image…

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