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There are times when writing about memories from as far back as my eighteenth year feels wrong. How…

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

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Iceland. Never has the essence of a country so closely resembled the way in which I see the…

Photography can mean so many different things to different people. One of the most poignant and common thoughts…

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