The air is warm, the crescent beach is lined azure water and scattered with palm trees and a few dwellings. Timmy, the Traditional Owner of the land is smacking together his clapsticks and Uncle is playing the Didgeridoo as I watch the last light of the day sink below the islands dotting the horizon and begin to notice the heat from the fire as it licks my face.

We learn of skin names and of the Dhuwa and the Yirritja moieties and the yin and the yang of Yolngu culture. All the while, a saltwater crocodile named Nike lingers in the shore, he is a part of the family; everything is equal and balanced here in Bawaka homeland.

I laid down on my back and stared at the velvet sky of stars - observing and listening, into the dark night. I know that my time in East Arnhem Land with Lirrwi will stay with me for many years to come.

India is a place that both filled my heart to the brim and broke it in a hundred different ways and even sitting down to write this piece I feel conflicted about how to share my experience.

"A stint in India will beat the restlessness out of any living creature" - Yann Martel, Life of Pi.

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Afternoon light dancing around the room at one of my favourite locations with this girl, who has a heart of gold. Oh how I love working with her. M x

Landscape and beautiful skies aside, there’s no denying one of my favourite things to work on is portraits. Taking it back to the way I learnt – just me, my camera and my beautiful subject Natascha Elisa.