I am an author of books, a taker of photographs, and a creator of tasty things to eat. I’m so pleased that you have made it to my small island in the great ocean that is the Internet. However you made it here–perhaps because you read a book or article that I wrote, saw something that I edited, collated, or created, or spotted one of my photographs–welcome! Once…

Between the ages of two and five, I lived with my parents in a maisonette close to the racecourse in Krefeld, a small industrial town in north western Germany. A Jack Russell called Lummell lived in the back garden–he was my best friend–my mother and I used to go to…

Josh and I have stayed at three different hotels over our ten day trip to Israel. Reaching two of them has proved to be a testing experience for our perambulatory stamina. Let’s start the recantation of our tales of suitcase dragging in Jerusalem, on none other than Yom Yerushalayim. That’s…

Ehm… Daniela, I think that this is the end of the line. Yes, it was indeed the end of the 30 bus route and instead of taking us to the Israel Museum, Josh and I had wound up at Kibbutz Ramat Rachel. Not that there’s anything wrong with Ramat Rachel…

On Sunday morning I found myself throwing a random collection of belongings into a bag and driving for six hours across the country because someone I love needed me. It wasn’t exactly on how I had planned on spending my Sunday, but something unexpectedly lovely came out of the tension…

Just before I left for Thailand I was offered the opportunity to review a camera bag for a large retail site. I took an age to decide which bag would simultaneously be of most use to me as a workhorse for my trip and as a review model for Photocritic’s…

From the western Thai town of Mae Sot it’s possible to cross the Thai-Myanmar Friendship Bridge and make your way into the Burmese town of Myawaddy. The border here has been open more-or-less permanently since summer 2013, and while it bustles with Burmese workers, it’s not a crossing made by…

The hotel where I stayed in Bangkok was 300 metres from the Rama I street protest site to the left, and 500 metres from the Lumphini Park protest site to the left. I spent quite some time wandering the sites, which were friendly, welcoming, and very well-organised. Most of the protestors were more than happy to be photographed, and that included children. I was happy to photograph them.

I arrived in Bangkok five days before the Thais were due to go to the polls in a general election. However, amid growing discontent and dissatisfaction with Yingluck Shinawatra’s government, many people had taken to the streets to protest. …