MJ

MJ

Hiroshima

A quiet walk through Hiroshima, trying to make sense of the weight of a place that is both bustling modern city and unbearable history. With a hug.

Huffy Puffins

A puffin disagreement, a possible romantic scandal, and an entire cliffside audience behaving as though someone had shouted “fight!” in a school playground.

The Joy of Small Seals

Over four months at Cape Palliser, I kept returning to the fur seal pups in the rockpools. At first they scattered whenever I arrived. Then, slowly, they forgot about me and returned to the important business of bubbles, seaweed, tiny teeth, ambushes, and small wet chaos.

Puffins in the Long Light

For four evenings, I drove out to Látrabjarg in search of puffins and found only wind, burrows, and nuffins. On the fifth evening, the cliffs were suddenly full of them; calm, golden, unhurried. I had the quiet privilege of sitting among them for a while.

How I work | My Gear

How I found a photography setup and gear that supports my autistic brain and flow. And why the best tools are the ones that fit the way I see and feel.