No Waste So Vacant enquires whether the beauty and connectedness of nature can be found in the least expected and often neglected places. The places often ignored because of our idealised perception of the pastoral and sublime landscape. It was borne out of my...
Where the path meets the road, the last fallen leaves tangle and catch on bumpy curves of dried mud and moss. On the walls of old houses, time and weather paint a soft wash on the stone in colours of earth and air. In the churchyard, wind and rain scour prayers...
I feel incredibly fortunate to live overlooking a river. Throughout the years it has seeped into and embedded itself in my consciousness – now so prominent in my life that it feels like a part of me. It’s one of the first things I see in the morning and...
Caput mortuum For Guy Dickinson by Chris Thornhill You must go on. Gather the fragments so that nothing may be lost. The stones that call to your body and its bones. The dull weight of it. The sutured ground, the cleaving sky. In all things a dumb...
My photography has always been inspired by the landscape, it’s history and the complex relationship that exists between man and the land. While an awareness of the history of a place is an important element of my work and research often inspires me to visit a...
