I don’t remember taking my first photograph. Perhaps it was with my Dad’s camera when I was a child. But I do remember him going to the Himalayas in 1986 and coming back with incredible photographs of inkjet-blue skies and wisps of colossal peaks stretching into the beyond. 

I bought my first proper camera in 2013. I took some local photography courses. I wanted to understand the craft. In many ways, photography is like writing: it has its own language, its own rhythm, clues, context, and emotion. 

Photography appeals to me because it stops time. For that one moment, a memory, a street, a face, or a feeling is given its own bookmark in time. Sometimes we return to that moment years later and see it in a different light. The photograph hasn’t changed, but we have. Like words on a page, an image may have nothing to say to us. Or it may say everything.

Photography is a time capsule waiting to surprise. 

The photographs I’ve collected here come from well over a decade’s work. I’ve travelled to more than 40 countries, lived on three different continents, and taken thousands of photographs from more than 75 cities and places around the world.

I’ve chosen my best ones here.