A dyslexic poet picked up a camera.

As a small child I could not grasp the concept of the written word... so my parents gave me National Geographic' s.

As a teenager I went for a walk, found myself in-front of a gallery, I went inside, Lee Millers work was showing... it changed me.

Johannes Itten made me understand how truly wonderful this world we interpret through light is.

Ansel Adams humbles me... yet makes me feel at one.

The day I learnt of Irving Penn's death, I cried.

Still... Jeff Wall requests that I reevaluate my place and relationship within nature.

Gregory Crewdson gifts me with narratives

Sarah Moon leads me into daydreams.