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

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

Half a Mile from Russia

I do not know whether it is because of the generation I am from or whether Russia does

Revolution in the air

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

Portuguese lakes at sunrise

I am now long overdue a film developing session followed by some printing. And I cannot wait. Apart

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The Rooftop Collective Edition V

It always astonishes me how much influence a curator can have on an exhibition. I effectively curate my

Photographing Photographs

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

Skills, Smells and Spells: The Landscapes

Written by Jim Shannon for ‘West of the Sun’ and adapted for ‘Skills, Smells and Spells’: Great art

Alter Egos in the Dunes

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