Jan 2015 and I found myself caked in plaster, breathing in dust, tinnitus worsening from the clanging breaker. I stopped to to clear the sweat seeping into my eyes and respirator and thought “How on earth have I ended up here!”

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After studying wildlife photography and conservation I had envisaged a different life for myself. But the daily hustle and bustle and finances required to feed my two blood sucking darlings had lead me down this unforgiving path. 

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But that was the year I changed everything and I haven’t looked back. Sometimes I’m harnessed up on a roof photographing the daredevil removal of graffiti and sometimes I get to stand on a glacier in Greenland filming passing whales. One day I might be filming actors and another day I can be found photographing cold water swimmers. 

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Life is varied and beautiful and my lungs are thankful for it. Don't stray from the path...

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