A mug of tea sitting on a concrete path with green plant poking through the cracks

Friday Thoughts

Some weeks, I feel energised by doing a full-time job, keeping up with social media and now, building my blog.Other weeks — like this one — I feel a little overwhelmed. I want the posts to mean something.I want the writing to be thoughtful.I want the photos to feel honest. But I’m learning that growth …

A photo of me with my camera in the foreground and people moving around in the background

Finding my Voice

When I first started photography, I was learning from my husband — who happens to be a brilliant photographer and a former lecturer in Lens Media at a university in London. And honestly? I felt excited, but completely intimidated. It wasn’t because he made me feel small — he’s always been incredibly supportive and is …

A deserted, pink-walled corridor with damaged wooden flooring, covered in colorful graffiti including animals and eyes; trash is scattered, the area appears abandoned and decayed.

The Old Nightclub

I stumbled across this abandoned nightclub and it honestly felt like stepping into a dream that had been left behind. The walls are still bold with that dusty pink, but the place is clearly long past its party days — the floor’s collapsing, rubbish everywhere and it’s dead quiet. What really caught my eye, though, …