Smoke of the city rising up into the sky

In Janaury when it was cold and clear in London I went round to Tony Benn's place just behind Notting Hill, to interview him with Isabella for the paper. He talked about his childhood, and his hopeful ideas for politics still today - all while clicking insistently on his lighter to try to get his pipe going. It wasn't until he got a moment before I took the picture that he finally lit it - I snapped him just as he lifted it up and breathed in deeply. The interview can be found here.  

Drawing up their lines

Quentin Blake comes for dinner each year at my college in Cambridge as it turns out that he used to study English here too as an undergraduate back in the day. As he wandered through college he marvelled at how much taller the trees are now, but how familiar it all still looks. I took his portrait in a corner of the deserted college bar just as it was getting dark outside, before he had to dash off to give a talk at the Union. Below is a picture I snapped also of one of the prints he donated to us.

As the rain and the snow come down from heaven

The film Vice made a few weeks ago about mine, Letty's and Alice's blogs and magazine is out now -

The words of his mouth were smoother than butter

The Mays is an anthology of writing and images by students at Cambridge and Oxford that's been running for years, so I submitted two pictures that I took at the end of last summer for this year's edition and they made it into the book. The book itself is a really nice object, and the spacing and ordering of the poetry and prose on each page seems to have been considered just as much as the layout of the images. I was excited to be published in an actual book, as well as for the garden party where drinks and strawberries were served at 11 in the morning.