I'm exploring my Scottish mothers marriage to my Indian dad in the 1960's. In this series called My Mum’s Nighties I am curious about the belongings my mum left behind when she died, questioning the story they did not tell.

I'm exploring my Scottish mothers marriage to my Indian dad in the 1960's. In this series called My Mum’s Nighties I am curious about the belongings my mum left behind when she died, questioning the story they did not tell.

I'm exploring my Scottish mothers marriage to my Indian dad in the 1960's. In this series called My Mum’s Nighties I am curious about the belongings my mum left behind when she died, questioning the story they did not tell.

I'm exploring my Scottish mothers marriage to my Indian dad in the 1960's. In this series called My Mum’s Nighties I am curious about the belongings my mum left behind when she died, questioning the story they did not tell.

My mum died all of a sudden one Monday morning, her house was still warm and the washing up was done.

Before we knew that masks would be a thing.

I facilitate photo based workshops with a leaning towards mindfulness or as I like to call them ‘Photography from the Heart’, they have proven to be a gentle nudge towards improved wellbeing and joy.

I facilitate photo based workshops with a leaning towards mindfulness or as I like to call them ‘Photography from the Heart’, they have proven to be a gentle nudge towards improved wellbeing and joy.

I facilitate photo based workshops with a leaning towards mindfulness or as I like to call them ‘Photography from the Heart’, they have proven to be a gentle nudge towards improved wellbeing and joy.

I facilitate photo based workshops with a leaning towards mindfulness or as I like to call them ‘Photography from the Heart’, they have proved to be a gentle nudge towards improved wellbeing and joy.