This 380 page book follows the backpacking journey of Johny Pitts and his experiences interacting with black communities throughout Europe. Despite being a photographer, Pitts […]
An Ode to Fathers
To pinpoint one favourite memory of any given thing is difficult, never mind a favourite memory of someone as important and influential as a father. […]
the uses of nostalgia
“We want things we cannot have. We seek to reclaim a certain moment, sound, sensation. I want to hear my mother’s voice. I want to […]
the little lost boys
Father, father, where are you going O do not walk so fast. Speak father, speak to your little boy or else I shall be lost, […]
the dance of delight and dismay
My photography acts as a medium in which to catch the ephemerality of every day existence. Through the decision to use film, a relationship formed […]
A Love Letter to Mothers
“In French: mère. In Greek: μητέρα. In Hebrew: אִמָא. In Hindi: मां. In English: mother.” 2020 was without question one of the most challenging years for pretty […]
Where fast lives slow down
To my mother: for taking care of us all. “I don’t like it, but I have to do it – otherwise you’ll die,” she says. […]
Strangely nostalgic in a strange land
People are strange when you’re a stranger Faces look ugly when you’re alone. – Jim Morrison “Waiguoren.” I first heard that word whispered from a blank […]
