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…

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

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…

Sometimes you have to squeeze a trip into whatever time you have available. And if all you have…

There may not be an immediate, obvious connection between photography and smell, but to me the two are…

January 2010. New Years resolutions and a new found determination to drown myself in my photography again turned…

I first started taking photographs at The Central School of Arts & Crafts in London. They were taken…

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