In Summer 2017, my girlfriend and I went on a trip across Italy. We started in Venice where we stayed in a hotel with a balcony overlooking St Marks Square for the night (quite an upgrade from the hostel my friend and I stayed in in Venice). The second night we took a 7 hour overnight train (with bunkbeds) to Rome in which I tied my camera to myself and kept beneath my jumper because of my previous falling asleep incident in Italy. Once we’d visited Rome and got off our next train to Naples we took the Circumvesuviana train to Sorrento from which there was a bus to Positano. The roads sit upon cliffs along the coastline and it was incredibly beautiful; one day i hope to be driving a 1970’s Alfa Romeo Spider along them.

Lake Annecy was my first experience of mountains; here we watched the sunset from the top of one, soaring over the lake. We had to rush back down before dark while narrowly avoiding the strings of silk from the millions of caterpillars that hung from the trees above. 

Taken from Campanile di San Marco; the view was magnificent. Looking down on Venice in the middle of the lagoon, all the canals and little streets look like a maze. This is from my first trip to Venice in 2016. A friend and I spontaneously booked 7 days at a hostel to escape school after exams, and neither of us really been anywhere before. This trip is what started my obsession with travelling.

From my first trip to Venice, this was the last photo taken on my old 6D. Later that night somebody came into our hostel room at 4am, and I remember seeing them lean over me, thinking it was a nightmare in my sleepy state. We woke up the next morning to my bag being stole with my passport, camera and go pro. A whole day in the police station in St Marks was to no avail and so the adventure to Milan commenced for the Consulate to issue an emergency passport. Nonetheless it was a memorable experience and amazing trip. Fortunately everything was insured and my SD card wasn't in the camera.

This was taken on my recent trip to Sitges, Spain. I've always loved palm trees, though my only experience of them has been rather unimpressive ones in the front drives of wealthy Londoners houses. In Sitges however, they tower over the buildings. The town is lovely and so is the food; it's made even more vibrant by it being a gay hub of Europe. In this photo however, I found the black and white much more appropriate. The day was overcast and the waves were crashing against the rocks; the palm leaves were swaying violently in the wind and the beach was empty. It is equally beautiful under blue skies when the water is as calm as a millpond and crystal clear.

The Eiffel Tower as seen from Trocadero on Valentine's day, 2018. This was my first time in Paris and I was blown away by the shear size, yet delicacy, of the Eiffel Tower.

In this photo the light seeping through the the mountain is natural; Positano really is a magical place. The same day, my girlfriend and I rented a sea kayak (at 17 we unfortunately couldn’t get the speedboat, but i’m an experienced kayaker and so could battle Positano's gentle waves) which allowed us to stray away from Positano’s beach and to some secluded coves which were wonderful.

A small restaurant at the base of the Rialto Bridge in Venice offers tables right by the Grand Canal and there's no setting that quite compares when eating lobster. Venice really is like being back in time; though I'd advise not going in Summer as the influx of tourists can make it feel less like a historic city and more like a theme park. I’d recommend walking to other parts of the city off of the tourist path, particularly the Ghetto. You get peace and quiet and incredible sunsets and sunrises. I have fond memories of getting up early every morning to see the sunrise. 

Getting a photo of San Marco's Basilica without an insane amount of tourists proved difficult, so i moved closer and took multiple photos to stitch together. The golden light reflecting off the pure gold mosaic in the bays was very pretty. The building itself is comprised of architectural features and sculptures from around the world, stolen by the Venetian empire when it had an incredibly powerful naval force. In Castello, further down from St Marks Square in the corner of the city, is the Venetian Arsenal. In the peak of the empire they were churning out a battleship per day!

This is a rather fabulous pink house in Sitges. It sits on a small street with Ocean views down one end and small streets full of shops and chatter at the other. The mediterranean light casts a lovely warm glow over it so that it looks all kinds of pink. I was particularly fond of this house and its shutters.

Also in the Venice lagoon is the historic fishing island of Burano, littered with brightly coloured houses and delicious biscuits. It is said that the distinctive vibrant colours of the houses here were to help fisherman find their way back and recognise their house along the canals during late night fishing trips. Though I was only here for an hour, I ventured away from the main path to where I found small, pretty squares. Elsewhere in the lagoon are Murano, famous for its glass and the beautiful marshland of Torcello. In Torcello is the oldest church in all of Venice and the walk there is lovely. 

On the 19th of June, Laura and I took the eurostar to Paris for the day. Starting from Gare du Nord we walked down towards the river and wandered for a while. Though it was cloudy in the morning, the sun came out in the afternoon which looked incredible as a backdrop for the Centre Pompidou when we stumbled across it. For the rest of the day we walked around enjoying the sunshine and having good food before heading back to London.

This is from our brief time in Rome going across Italy. Laura had been before however I'd not and so I studied a map of Rome before we went (Im very fond of maps) and managed to get around 14 miles of the city in 40 degree heat. From the station we stopped in a café to brush our teeth and freshen up after an uncomfortable night on the train and the walk commenced. This photo was taken by our first destination, the Colosseum. From there we walked to the Vatican (which was surprisingly empty for a Sunday Morning), the Pantheon, Trevi Fountain, Spanish Steps and upwards to the Borghese Gardens overlooking the city.

This photo is from our first trip to Amsterdam in which we fell in love with the city. During the spring, the trees everywhere were a wonderful shade of green and the canals sat as still as mill ponds. In the background are sounds of bicycle bells ringing and chatter outside cafe's; it really is a fairytale place.

Fronds overhanging balconies in a backstreet in Barcelona. We stayed in Sitges, though traveled into Barcelona for the day on a 30 minute train right across the coast. Barcelona was a fascinating city and very beautiful, particularly with all it's art nouveau architecture and palm trees lining many of the streets (I love palm trees).  

Yet to leave the continent, one of my favourite cities in Europe is Amsterdam. The canals and simplicity of the city is peaceful and so much so that I've been twice in the last year. The first time, we stayed just outside of the city centre in Linnaeusstraat, which I love because it allows you to see so much more on the walk in. The most recent time we were right in the centre. There's a lot to do in Amsterdam, one of our favourites was the jazz at Bimhuis and walking the streets at night. This photo is from the back of the Royal Palace.

There's not much to say here. I thought this photo was quite fun, and i’m a big fan of the ladies shirt.

Though I love travelling, it's important not to take London for granted. This photo was taken on the Abbey Road and was my first time using film. There's a lot of Brutalist architecture there, such as the popular Alexandra and Ainsworth estate. The tower block looks very sinister looming over the camera, particularly in contrast with the silhouette of the houses below. It's as if it could be straight out of Ballard's 'High Rise'. I used a Nikon FE2 and some Tri-x 400 film.

A Poodle in Prague