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…

I have often wondered what it was in particular that attracted me to photography. What it was that…

When you are on a 64 hour journey down the spine of Madagascar on the back of a…

Three years at art college would not be complete without some politics, squatting and clashes with the police.…

January 2010. New Years resolutions and a new found determination to drown myself in my photography again turned…

West of the Sun – an exciting week ahead: Life is all about stretching those comfort zones. And…

Koudelka is possibly the single greatest influence on me as a photographer. I was shown his work by…

I’m very excited to have had some images from ‘West of the Sun’ included in a ten page…