I have been spending a lot of my time in Spain. My grandparents used to live out near Gibraltar, and now my parents are spending more time in this country too, giving me an excuse to visit often.
Ronda has to be one of my favourite cities Spain has to offer. The city still retains a lot of its traditional Spanish culture despite the influx of tourists over the years.
You can see why so many people love to visit Ronda; the views are stunning. These photos don’t do it justice.
The time I spent in Australia was soul searching for me.
During my trip up the Gold Coast, with my parents in tow, I was going through a really rocky time. My then boyfriend had broken my heart and I dropped out of my MA due to past experiences catching up with.
My parents put me on a plane to Aus to join them on a business trip and I’ve never been so grateful. The sun, the sea and the exploring took my mind of things, even if it was just for a second.
I need to get away and Australia became my safe haven for two weeks.
Here are some pictures from that emotional journey up the coast from Sydney to Brisbane.
How could I forget I took some fab photos from a helicopter not only over the city, but also the Grand Canyon?
Would seriously recommend taking a helicopter ride over this city in order to see how isolated Las Vegas is in relation to the rest of the surrounding desert!
It was a photographers dream taking these!
Time for a throwback into my past projects!
In my final year studying drama at Royal Holloway University I created a site-specific performance called ‘Can You Hear Me?’.
The idea was that actors would recount their fav places to a single audience member via a phone call. Boxes were hidden around the campus for audience members to find. In each box were items from the actor’s favourite place, as well as a number the audience could call to talk to the actor.
I love the fragility of our relationship not only with each other, but also with the world we live in. This is something ‘Can You Hear Me?’ aimed to explore.
I have had the pleasure of going to the Peak District twice now. Each time I have stayed in the Spa town of Buxton. Its a quiet place now, but in its day there would have been such a hussle of activity – I wish I could have seen this!
There is nothing more refreshing than climbing up the hills and caves surrounding Buxton. You really do feel on top of the world looking down from the hills view points.
Every year I go down to Devon. It has become a family tradition. Some of my ancestors were based in Devon and so whenever I visit it always feels like a home from home.
I need to take more photos when I next go down to visit. But until then here are a couple that I have taken over the years.
I cringe to admit this but the silly naive teenager in me always dreamed of being swept off her feet by an Irish man. Alas during my trip to Dublin I was not swept off my feet like in my imaginary fairytale. I did however love my trip to Dublin.
One day I’d love to go back to Ireland and explore its cities and countryside.
Suggestions of where to visit would be fab!
Berlin is my kind of place. I would move there in a heartbeat, no hesitation. Only problem is I can’t speak German… Not yet anyway!
This visit was a whirlwind romance of a weekend, falling in and out of love with all of what this city had to offer.
One day I’ll go back, but for now here are some of the photos I took.
Many family holidays have been taken in Spain – a beautiful country. Spanish is the only foreign language I can just about speak. I love the people, the culture and of course the sunshine. Spain will always hold a special place in my heart.
Here are a couple of colourful photos from my last visit.
More photos to come!