Andes Lands B&B, an Argentinian idyll

I was rather sad that I’d miss Easter at home. (What’s home now? I’m not sure.) My family was having a reunion at my Aunt Mary’s house in Suffolk, England and I knew… Read More →

So… I moved to Argentina

Last January I started a 12 month round-the-world journey. This January I moved to Buenos Aires. The other major life event which fits neatly equidistant between these two happenings was when I fell… Read More →

Drawings Make Excellent Christmas Presents

It’s really wonderful being able to draw because you can spend next to nothing on Christmas. I’m not a total Scrooge, but travelling for a year renders one rather poor. Here are three… Read More →

Being an Adventurer, a Dreamer and a Fool

I suppose I’m somewhat cheating the usual emotional rollercoaster of coming home, because I’m zooming off again in January. So while it’s normal to feel ridiculously excited to see your friends and family… Read More →

Polo and Parties Buenos Aires Style

Squashed onto wooden slat bleachers with my bum touching my companions’ either side, we await the start of the Argentinian polo final. We arrived early to poach our planks and still only got… Read More →

Mural Painting in Peru

Three full days later, some latex paint and a trillion brush strokes and my first mural is complete. I’ve been painting a wall at Kokopelli Hostel in Cusco for free accommodation, but I… Read More →

My life as an artist is starting!

I’M IN CUSCO (Peru)! This is my new favourite city in South America. And today I’m starting my first ever mural. Goodbye A3 sketchbook (ok, I love you really), hello enormous scary wall!… Read More →

Ginger’s Paradise – Volunteering on an Eco Farm in Bolivia

Ginger’s Paradise is a strange sort of paradise. For me it is a sort of paradise. I have absolute freedom to do whatever I please be it drawing, writing, reading or sleeping. The… Read More →

Colca Canyon Without A Guide – Day 4 – FINAL DAY!

Llahuar to Cabanaconde: The last leg Daybreak rolled around again and after a group photo with our host the lovely tiny Yola we set off on the long trek up the canyon side… Read More →

Colca Canyon Without A Guide – Day 3

Written on Day 3 at Fure The early morning air is crispy and the rock I’m sitting on, cold through my tracksuit bottoms which I’m still wearing from sleep. One of the many… Read More →