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…

Failure can be a strong word. It’s no big deal, and not something I am particularly hung up…

It was as simple as ‘get to the top of Finland and turn left’.  At least that is…

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

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

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

India 20-03-11: We crossed a bridge. It was a railway bridge, with a small walkway to the side…

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

As a photographer it pains me to say it but in a direct comparison to painting, photography will…