04/08/2026
For almost 2 decades, Iāve worked as a visual storyteller using still and motion pictures. Years into the work, the thing I keep coming back to isnāt just the stories Iāve captured and told, but Itās the people standing next to me when they were made.
This is a small collection of some of them: fixers, translators, drivers, community health workers, teachers, farmers, teams from various organisations and many more. People who let me into their day, vouched for me in communities Iād never have found my own way into, taught me the right questions to ask and, more often, when not to ask anything at all.
Filmmaking and photography get talked about as solitary work. It rarely is. Every frame Iāve kept over the years has someone just out of shot who made it possible, carried gear across a riverbed, translated a joke that landed better than my English ever could, told me to come back tomorrow because today wasnāt the day.
I donāt take for granted that this is the career I get to have. Travelling the world, being trusted with peopleās stories, learning six languagesā worth of ways to say thank you ā itās a strange and enormous privilege and it hasnāt worn thin.
To everyone in these photos, and the many more who arenāt pictured but should be: thank you for the work, the patience, the company and the fun! Iām truly grateful to yāall šš½
