48 Hours in Baja

Despite the complete and utter exhaustion of each big day and the weeks spent sitting in front of a computer editing, wedding photography definitely does have its perks. One such perk was 48 hours in Baja California for Jeza's bucks that completely coincidentally coincided with the best swell that particular Mexican peninsula had seen in many months. It's amazing how much surf and how many fish tacos you can fit in 48 hours. Seriously amazing...

New Amnesia Skies

I've spent many hours, days and weeks traversing back and forth across the United States of America, shooting untold amounts of film along the way, much of which has been buried in my drawers, unseen even by me. I'm finally going through it all and will start posting it across social media, leading to an eventual exhibition and publication of some description, all under the name #NewAmnesiaSkies. Stolen (with permission) from Stolen Violin, who in various ways provided the soundtrack for many of the journeys...

Bidart, France

Bidart is a small community nestled in the Basque Country, within a stone's throw of the Spanish border on the French side. Surrounded by world-class waves the village seems in somewhat of a time-warp. This is especially apparent as soon as you cross the border into Spain and notice the striking differences. I was able to spend a very short time in the area back last May, and was clouded in by horrid weather, yet the charm and beauty seeped in and is calling me to return upon soonest availability...