I am a photographer.

Not because I own cameras, or because I have travelled widely, or because my work has been exhibited — though all of that is true — but because seeing is how I have always made sense of the world.

I was born in England and spent much of my life living elsewhere. That distance — between places, cultures, and certainties — shaped my eye early on. I notice what remains when people leave. I photograph what holds memory, weight, and quiet presence.

Photography has never been a phase for me. It has been the constant. I learned my craft in the darkroom, when images arrived slowly and mistakes mattered. That discipline never left me. Even now, working digitally, I photograph with restraint and intention. I wait. I observe. I commit only when something feels true.

My work is not decorative and it is not rushed. I am drawn to atmosphere rather than spectacle, to spaces that carry human traces, to moments that feel unresolved — as life often does. There is nostalgia in my images, but not sentimentality. There is stillness, but not emptiness.

Over the years my photographs have been exhibited internationally, including multiple solo exhibitions, and collected by individuals who chose to live with the work. That matters to me more than scale or trend. A photograph should earn its place on a wall.

I am not interested in constructing illusion. I do not chase novelty. I work with fine art prints and mixed media processes to preserve character, texture, and emotional honesty. What you see in my work is considered, lived with, and intentional.

This website is not an archive. It is a statement of where I stand now — informed by a lifetime of looking, loss, travel, love, and attention.

Take your time.

If an image stays with you, that is enough.