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 huge thank you to Jim Shannon for putting together this wonderful trailer for ‘West of the Sun’.…

Photography has become my art. Photography has become important. Laden. Very serious. Photography has become entangled in a…

I stood knee deep in the water and prayed. Prayed. If ever a word had connotations, it’s ‘prayed’.…

Think of a landscape photographer and you may see Ansel Adams trekking up the side of a mountain…

Much has been written about the relationship between the photographer and their subject. From the intimacy of portraiture,…

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