February 21, 2017

So excited I was to take the comboio longo down to the south from Lisbon. Beautiful memories of white leather booths in the buffet car, a waiter with a white waistcoat serving what felt like the best bifanas on earth, after long Lisbon days and nights, returning to our...

February 15, 2017

Tonight I arrived in Portugal without my family being here to meet me for the first time in my entire life. Memories of you hit me so hard as I stumble out of Rossio Metro that I have to sit down on a nearby step and swallow a few times to quell the rising hysteria in...

February 14, 2017

'My old mum never suffered fools gladly, and you, kid, have a history of not suffering them at all,' my Popskie said to me in the final hours of his life in Portugal, back in November last year. Well Dad, over the past few years, that's not been strictly true. Although...

February 4, 2017

So, how do I begin to pay tribute to my dad, Paul Nick? My dad always told me that he had taken one piece of advice only from his own father Fred and this was to never look over your shoulder, always to follow the road ahead. No matter what, he said, the unknown path i...

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The posts reflect a stream of consciousness that I feed into to inform the work I make. As the majority of the work focuses on love, loss, longing and survival, the posts naturally handle these themes but are often anecdotal, the narrative driving the visual outcomes.
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