Well that happened..

Almost half of my life has been spent living in America. It was not something I planned, it just sort of happened. Looking back now, I seem to have always been on the move, never really settling in any one spot, always a tourist. Thinking about this as a photographer, Marcel Proust comes to mind and his quote,

"The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes." But if I believed this, I would never have left England.

For me the real voyage of discovery is not to follow anyone else.

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