“Nothing happens. Nobody comes, nobody goes. It’s awful.” ~ Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot The question was difficult and I didn’t know what to say. I looked up to meet her eyes and the confusion in my face must have led her to believe that I hadn’t...
It was while studying photography at the London College of Communication that I began to use myself as a model in my images. Really, in the beginning, this was more by necessity than by design. I had an assignment due, in which we had to recreate an iconic...
I adore the Wizard of Oz. And, although I was terrified of the Wicked Witch and hid behind the sofa for her parts, I loved watching the film as a child. There was something utterly magical about the transformation from black and white to colour. ...
You may not know this but I am a qualified Vinyasa Flow yoga teacher. This is because I am a bad yogi and I am always in a love-hate relationship with my own practice. I can hold my hands up here and say that I haven’t practiced with any kind of...
Almost exactly two years ago I came up with the first ideas for the body of work that became “Tales from the Moors Country.” I was at my parents’ house over the Christmas period and everyone was out for the day. I was alone, in my pyjamas, eating chocolate for...
My mind experiences the world in fragments. You might call it a kind of selective memory or maybe even ADD but, when I read a story or watch a movie I can never remember the whole thing. When I first read “Captain Corelli’s Mandolin” I loved the book...
