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…

Step after step we climb the steep mountain path, focusing, meditating, concentrating. The rain dripping through the trees…

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

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

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

The latest edition of Sidetracked came out today and it features an article by Jim, reporting on our…

One of the things that has always given me great pleasure when I read a book is the…

I am extremely pleased and excited to be able to officially announce that I will be holding a…

Mario Giacomelli (1925-2000) is the photographer I never had the courage to be. His work exudes extremes of…