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…

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

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

I have often wondered what it was in particular that attracted me to photography. What it was that…

When you are on a 64 hour journey down the spine of Madagascar on the back of a…

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…

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

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