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…

There is something magical about being in the zone. When you have a camera in your hand and…

India 19-03-11: It was just a sensation at first, a feeling that something was missing, something you couldn’t…

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

When cycling around Eastern Europe it was very low-tech for Morgan and I. Our decision was spur of…

The baton of inspiration is a wonderful thing. It passes from artist to artist, musician to musician, forming…

Last week I went to see Rena Effendi‘s Pipedreams exhibition at the HOST Gallery just off Old Street.…

In 1980 John Lennon released his first single for five years after a long period of self imposed…

During the build up to the exhibition I made contact with some wonderful, passionate people: Peers, bloggers, journalists…