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Fifteen years on and Hong Kong's iconic red taxis haven't changed a bit — and that's exactly the point.   There's a moment, stepping out of Hong Kong MTR into the wall of humid air and noise, where everything hits you at once. The signs. The crowd. The smell of something frying somewhere close. And then, cutting through it all, a flash of red pulling up to the kerb. We first saw them fifteen years ago when we visited on our honeymoon, tumbling out of the airport into a city that felt like it...

How a Grab bike detour turned into the most honest morning I've spent with a camera in Vietnam. Sometimes the best photographs come from the plans you never made. I was on a Grab bike headed into Hoi An Old Town this week, itinerary set, locations scouted, intentions firmly in place when something out the corner of my eye made me say stop whilst on my Grab bike. Cho Tan A Market. I'd never heard of it. Hadn't planned for it. But even at 30km/h, the colour and movement bleeding out of the...

There’s a small ritual I’ve developed while living in Hoi An, and it usually begins with an empty tote bag and a camera over my shoulder. A few mornings each week I head over to Ba Le Market in Cam Chau to pick up fresh fruit and vegetables. What started as a simple run to grab some veg quickly became something else entirely . A chance to document the rhythm of a local Vietnamese market and the fleeting moments that happen between locals, visitors, and vendors. While many visitors to Hoi A...