Aftermath

I have spent a spell travelling the world to take film photographs.
I will be releasing these photographs in small chapters, interlaced with thoughts, as always.
For the first, a few Polaroids shot in Northern England on The Impossible Project's latest color batch.
Come along.

My hands are empty but etched with other hands I've held,
soil, faces I've traced, tarnished cities, dried tears of strangers,
 other seas, other winds.
aftermath
of other days.