The Canaries

I’ve been visiting las islas Canarias for several years now. Many moons ago one of my mum’s closest friends and her two young daughters moved to La Gomera. I’ll never forget the day she showed me where they’d be living: an old animal shed, down a small pathway overlooking the valley. As a young child I don’t think I understood why she would be taking one of my closest friends to live in something that basic and smelly. Renovation wasn’t a concept I knew well. Today, their home is a beautiful apartment with expansive windows enabling you to breathe in the calming view.

Here is a small selection of photos from Tenerife and Gomera. I hope you like them.


There is so much to see in a wall if you look closely: peeling paint, shadows, determined weeds and perfect cracks.


Santa Cruz de Tenerife

There is so much colour, beautiful architecture and art to see in Santa Cruz, the capital of Tenerife. And of course, some of the most divine tapas and wine to satiate your hunger after a stroll around the city.


The majority of the native islanders are Roman Catholic. There are lots of religious celebrations throughout the year and these fiestas are a colourful, dance-filled display of their love of God. One fiesta I recall as a child is on St. Mark’s day in late April, where a succession of fires are built outside the church in Agulo and people jump over them, perhaps attesting their devotion to the saint. The friends and family that I have there are religious about food, wine, surfing, hiking, music and relationships rather than God if I’m honest.

 La Orotava

An old municipal town on the north of the island nestles on a sloping valley; the streets are cobbled and filled with restaurants and cafes, the buildings bursting with deep reds and burnt orange. It’s a feast for the senses and definitely worth exploring.


The two islands I’ve visited are so varied geographically. One minute you can eat fresh snow in blasting sun on top of a dormant volcano and then turn the bend and you’re in mist with skeleton trees lining winding roads. In Gomera you might spend the morning sitting on black sand beaches and then travel up the valley to take a stroll through the Garajonay National Park in what feels like one of the oldest woods in the world.


The main reason I love the Canaries so much is the family and friends that I have there. Their way of life, their love of delicious food and wine, relaxing, their warmth and how I am welcomed as one of their own every time is what makes the islands so special.





The Art of Brasil, Part 2

Brasil is art, now that is a bold statement. I suppose because art is inherently subjective, but it’s true. Everywhere you look, you can see art: on the streets, in the leaves, in people’s faces and of course, in exhibitions which legitimise and promote certain artistic expressions. This post explores art through the themes of religion, nature, exhibitions and people.


Brasil is epic in size and equally as impressive and at times overwhelming in its biodiversity. You have to remember, I come from a tiny island called England, that although incredibly beautiful, is petite in comparison.

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The Art of Brasil, Part 1

Brasil is epic in its size, beauty and diversity. It amazes me that after the fall of colonialism that it remained one country due to its impressive variety, ranging histories and peoples. Perhaps what binds this gargantuan land mass is a sense of nationalistic pride that manages to shadow Brasil’s problems, such as wealth inequality, police brutality and corruption. Regardless, it is a breath-taking, beautiful, vibrant country, where music, passion, love and a zest for enjoying life is infectious. The first gallery of pictures centres around the themes of the sun, form, street art and industry.

The Sun

I am rarely awake early enough to bask in sunrise, but I managed to enjoy a few whilst sailing down the Amazon River. In the evenings, it felt like such an honour to see the sun set over the water, bringing with it contemplation over whose lives it is beginning to illuminate. I can understand how pre-scientific beliefs in the sun being a god came into being, due to its awesomeness and role in the creation and sustenance of life.

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The Art of Colombia, Part 2

Colombia is a playground for photographers, because every corner of this diverse country holds a detail, a face, a smile and sunset. The first gallery of pictures in which I explored my understanding of Colombia’s art, reflected some of the land’s nature, trade, sunsets and doors. This post includes art, history, water and my perception of God.


Although I have a disdain for the thievery involved in establishing some museums, where people’s history is removed from its locality, often without the consent of the people it once belonged to, they can be a fascinating place to see aspects of a country’s past. The building’s walls were also home to some impressive street art, more often than not expressing outrage for Colombian politics and ensuing poverty.

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The Art of Colombia, Part 1

Colombia is an astounding country that will forever hold a place in my heart as the country where I learnt that humanity can be beautiful, warm and inspiring. I know, it has some of the worst human rights abuses in the world, but I still found such beauty everywhere I turned. I implore you to visit this land, with an open mind and a zest for exploration.


Colombia is the second most biodiverse country in the world, home to the Amazon, Pacific, Caribbean, jungle, mountains, desert and more. On a walk over a mountain in San Gil, with Loucho the dog, we got lost in fields of tobacco, coffee, tangerines, pineapples and much more. I was in heaven, and the dog was unimpressed with my lack of orienteering skills.

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The Art of Mexico, Part Two

This is the second part in an exploration of Mexican art, from my own perspective. The first post looks at history, religion, street art and graffiti. This one explores Mexican fashion, food, water and people.


Mexican food is diverse and each corner of this vast country reflects the panoply of flavours available that it has to offer. However, I have to admit I found the cuisine too meaty and heavy, but occasionally I’d be lucky enough to discover the odd idiosyncrasy here or there, such as fried bugs with chilly and lime.

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The Art of Mexico, Part 1

Mexico is one of the most colourful countries I’ve ever had the privilege of exploring. Its arts, food, fashion, nature, cultures, music and histories reveal its majesty, creativity, intellect and expressive depth. Here is a selection of photographs that attempt to capture some of the art of Mexico, as I understand it.


Mexico is a deeply religious country, for better or worse. Before it was colonised by the Spanish in 1519, the ancient religion was Nahua, which was an amalgamation of beliefs of the tribes of the region. Several deities were worshipped, and ritual human sacrifice and cannibalism were common practice. The Nahuatl peoples were intellectually advanced, excelling in astronomy and mathematics, sciences which were used by the priests. When the Spanish invaded Mexico, they attempted to displace their multitude of gods in favour of one. They were unsuccessful and today, Mexican Catholicism represents a unique blend of indigeneity and Christianity.

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