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…

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

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

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

India 16-03-11 It wasn’t that cold. Or rather it didn’t feel that cold. It was dry, drier than…

It really is a fault of mine, and something I have been trying to rectify over the years…

Written by Jim Shannon for ‘West of the Sun’ and adapted for ‘Skills, Smells and Spells’: Great art…

Koudelka is possibly the single greatest influence on me as a photographer. I was shown his work by…

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