The Institute of Contemporary Arts

Finally I may say to myself. Finally indeed. Part of the new sociable, mingling me – I have joined the ICA and have booked tickets for a couple of talks in March: Paul Outerbridge: An Artful Balance and Freedom of Photography. Time to get out there and start meeting other photographers, artists, curators and agents.

London in such a wonderful city, but christ, keeping up and getting involved with everything that is going on is exhausting. One step at a time. Next up, membership of Photofusion so I can make use of their studios for some portraits…

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Swarm

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

Blink and you’ll miss it

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

Under the Stars in Madagascar

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

Viewpoints

The Rooftop Collective exhibition edition VI Tempus Fugit. So they say. Here we are again, another Rooftop Collective

Memories

There were stars in the sea

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

Where have all the cats gone

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

Zen and the Art of Midge Maintenance

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

Choreographed Papal baby blessings

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

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The Path Less Travelled?

Think of a landscape photographer and you may see Ansel Adams trekking up the side of a mountain

To the West of the Sun

“But what is there, west of the sun?” I asked. She shook her head again. “I don’t know.

West of the Sun trailer

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

West of the Sun: Story Telling

Story tellers. It would appear that the human race are nothing but story tellers. That’s it. That’s all