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Chicken Daddy in Croydon

From City Life to Chicken Wisdom: A Journey South of the Thames

If a clairvoyant had told me in 2003 that I’d end up living south of the Thames in Croydon, I would’ve shrugged and walked away without paying. Yet here I am, more than two decades later, deeply grateful I took my sister up on her offer to rent her flat in South Norwood. Continue reading Chicken Daddy in Croydon

Like Baba, Like Bia

Baba, my father, used to call me Bia. Many times, I have recounted the various gifts I received from him—though often not appreciative of them when they were presented. Here, I recount those that have guided my aesthetic journey.

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Penis Portraits

The penis is diametrically considered an object of worship and abject fear. For a few years, I’ve been photographing penis portraits to exemplify consent and get to grips with the desire and the taboo.

Nearly half of this world’s population has penises, and they are a source of pleasure, pain, love, jealousy, power and shame Continue reading Penis Portraits

Headless Male Torsos

From childhood into my teens, every time I’d see a headless male torso, I would grant it an imaginary head of my heart throb.

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Seeds of Couch Surfing

Whilst blooms are the zenith of a plant, seeds for me are a symbol of death and harbingers of life.

Couch Surfing has had its blossoms and now has gone to seed. Its concept was introduced to me by a stranger in the seat beside me, on a flight back to London from Delhi in 2008. Simple principle, if you have a couch to spare, and you feel a connection with the shared interests of a traveller, you become their host or guest. Continue reading Seeds of Couch Surfing