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…

Arrival in India 13-03-11: An airport is an airport is an airport. And Delhi airport is an airport.…

Three years at art college would not be complete without some politics, squatting and clashes with the police.…

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

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

The Michaelhouse Centre, Cambridge: Last week I popped up to Cambridge to have another look at the gallery…

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

From Agfa Record Rapid to Kodah Ektalure to Fomatone 532 When it comes to the equipment and materials…

This is for those of you who have not been to see Ansel Adams: Photography from the Mountains…