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

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

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

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

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

The day of the Pope’s visit to London was all about the protests and marches for us. That…

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

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

Last night I went to A Night of Adventure II with fellow wannabe adventurer, traveller and photographer Jim…

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

West of the Sun – an exciting week ahead: Life is all about stretching those comfort zones. And…

Hot off the heels of seeing Don McCullin came the opportunity to see Josef Koudelka, perhaps my biggest…