The Island is a personal reflection on home. I love the sea and grew up living no more that 10 minutes walk from the beach. For me the smell of salty air and fish & chips, as well as strong winds whipping across open beaches, will always make me smile. Recently the UK has chosen to leave the European Union, something I feel will isolate the country, and really emphasise that my home is a small cluster of islands, alone in the north Atlantic, with visions of grandeur that no longer hold true. Despite this, it is still a beautiful country, with hard working people and an incredible sense of pride. It can be bizarre, and ridiculous, but also warm, caring and proud. This is an ongoing project and I may never decide that it is finished, but for now, I use these images to display a portrait of my home country as we wait to see whats its future holds. For now, the traditions of a ‘stiff upper lip’ and ‘elbow grease will get the job done’, are as noticeable as ever. The class gap is ever more present, and things are uncertain. England I will always call you home and still struggle to find a more beautiful place with such character.