This is Margaret

I don’t think there could be a more aptly timed and titled piece to introduce a fresh chapter I’ve been holding out for – and hell, have I been holding out.

L’Eau

I don’t want to know what it takes to look like a smell – to be the perfect amount of sexy and pretty and rock-and-roll. I want to know what the mind’s eye sees when I inhale a fragrance.

Left Bank

Before the internet democratised information for the masses, there was a more manageable pool of universal “truths” filtering from the top. Fuck the system, we said – we want more truths. We want to dictate our own truths.

Decades elapsed and we got more access to truths than one mind could ever fathom.

But, you know – it’s easier to stay in my lane.

Camden Calling

There’s a thrill in spontaneous location shooting that triggers the same stage adrenaline as any performance art – particularly when your environment is completely unfamiliar, and as dynamic as Camden.