The Revolution will not be Motorized...

I’ve fallen in love, I’ve fallen in love with the bike culture in London. A couple of years ago my weight wasn’t the only thing shooting up in London. Thanks to TFL for hiking the price up to ridiculous level for public transport, it was becoming a costly commute to work. I’ve never really enjoyed the gym and I really needed to crawl myself out of debt once and for all. So I decided to take the plunge and take up riding a bike. And it’s one of the bests things that could of happen to me. These days, riding a bike feels a big part of my life,...

Mayday: From the Streets of W1...

From the streets of W1 and beyond. I spent most of  Mayday stalking people with my little Olympus Ep1. Enjoy. Click for...

London Gaza Protest. Jan 2009...

In January 2009 I documented one of the many Gaza protest in London. During the previous weeks, the protests  had taken a turn for the worse as the peaceful protest turned into a full blown riot as masked yobs threw missiles at the police, setting fire to placards and generally causing havoc by climbing on fences surrounding the Israeli Embassy. The protest I attended had far fewer people attending than the previous weeks, with about three thousand people marching their way from Hyde Park through the streets of Mayfair and on to the Israeli Embassy. The protest itself was...

500 Days of Winter...

S.A.D: Seasonal Affective Disorder. I think I had it, I’m not sure, but I think I had it. Why? Because when those grizzly clouds rolled in from the Atlantic and firmly planted themselves on my city for the duration of what felt like 100 dark years, drowning out the Sun in a sea of monotone of Communist grey. I found myself slipping in to a depressed state of work, sleep, work sleep and really achieving very little in the way of a social or creative life.  The constant drizzle, freezing temperatures and depressively short days made it impossible to explore this...