I have continued to explore my response to deserted and desert places with my camera.
Recently I returned to re-edit a series of self portraits I took in the Iranian desert. My urge was to continue to explore the nature of this work locally and eventually using moving image.
Reading of what was described as a “British desert” online, I discovered it was only only two hours away from West London.
I set a date to visit the barren marshland of Dungeness, Kent – with a dear friend (also a photographer – Fi Rashid Backhouse). Signage on the marshland proclaimed it host to the largest pebble Beach in Europe. A unique nature reserve, for migratory birds – in the shadows of a huge power station.
When I breathe desert air into my lungs or wander though quiet, mostly empty places I feel an invitation.
My self portraits are a sensual collaboration, as my inner and outer world vibrate and play.
I feel myself unfolding, sensing the edges of an inner landscape and open to magic taking place.
Here I feel embodied and free to respond to an authentic call.