A return to the Suffolk Sandlings, and some thoughts on photography and memory
You can never go back, they say. But next week I am doing exactly that.
The gift of impermanent permanence
In early 2002 the Roddie family moved to a small village on the Suffolk coast. At the time I was sixteen years old and I didn’t appreciate the move. I felt that I was being taken away from my friends, and I didn’t really apply myself to making