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…

Eighteen years old, Morgan and I had decided to cycle to Eastern Europe from Milan, our home at…

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

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

There are times when you are just not in control of your body. And for me, Lewes bonfire…

Swept along by Katrina Aleksa of Predella House: I’m sat, once again, in a taxi, frames stacked up…

In March 2011, Jim Shannon and Toby Deveson travelled to India to photograph, amongst other things, Holi festival.…

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

Scotland is famous for many wonderful things… Scotland is also famous for it’s midges. I had, of course,…