“Grab on to a solid chunk of a brass doorknob to yank myself up so I can see inside a tomb that caught my eye. Silver-splintered cobwebs fragmented like an […]
“Grab on to a solid chunk of a brass doorknob to yank myself up so I can see inside a tomb that caught my eye. Silver-splintered cobwebs fragmented like an […]
I was born in Montreal in 1967, grew up in England and live between London and Buenos Aires. Like many, I came to Buenos Aires to dance tango and fell under the spell of this city where strangers talk to you, tango music seeps on to the streets and the ornate crumbling buildings speak of grander times. I love writing and crafting words – I've worked as a sub-editor for more than 20 years – and taking photographs.