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…

This was one of those moments when something inside you withers away and dies. I was only just…

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

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

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

The life cycle of an analogue print or photograph is fairly simple. You load the film into the…

Feature in Saturday 9 June 2012 issue: There’s no denying it. You can pretend it’s not important, you…

Note to Self: As my exhibition in May fast approaches and I find myself writing copy for grant…

From Agfa Record Rapid to Kodah Ektalure to Fomatone 532 When it comes to the equipment and materials…