Well I know who you are, baby

I've seen you go into that meditative state.

You're the snake charmer, baby.

And you're also the snake.

-Patti Smith


This week my trigger finger had quite the exercise! Below is a photographic update of what I've been up to - we got back to Kingston for some photo shoots with Popcaan, the Courtney John Project and Keida. The rest of the images are from the in between - getting to and from, and the photographic adventures that the lovely Keida and her manager Woodrow took us on.


Here's a sneak peak of yesterday's photo shoot with Jamaica's Unruly Boss himself, Popcaan. In the reflection to the left is myself, to the right is Rons from Shocking Vibes Studio. More to come! x



Woke up this morning to the soothing sounds of waves crashing. Last night we got into Ocho Rios around 6pm. A really nice lady who I spotted in the in the bathroom at the Jerk Centre Knutsford bus stop put us in a route taxi and Cris went to get a patty as we were waiting for the cab driver to get more passengers. Eventually three Germans get in the car and are staying at the same hostel as us! So off we go… thank God they were there or else we would’ve definitely missed the entrance to Villa Sake - a lazy house suspended over a little cove of water in the ocean. There’s 4 or 5 little cabins lining the main 3BR house where we’re staying in a perfect room to the left of the half-living-room-half-enclosed-deck (as the wall facing the water is entirely glass windows with two huge panels missing). 

We’re starving at this point so we see two different Germans entering the house and chat with them. They suggest a 10 minute walk to a place called Tommy’s Jerk Center - which we shortly find out is a open-space bar with a pool table surrounded by a few large beautiful wood tables that are across between dining and bar tables. All plotted on 130 something acre land up a steep hill off the main road. We order curry shrimp and jerk chicken for dinner and although we promised ourselves to stop drinking the day before I ordered a white rum and cranberry and Cris ordered a white rum and ting. We sat down, enjoyed the adorable baby puppies - Bringles and Bella, and got introduced to the owners Lennin and his father; whose name we never got but eventually in the night christened him ‘Pops’....



Cris and I are staying right across the street from Negril's 7 Mile Beach. The balcony is absolutely breathtaking - we look out on to endless fields of luscious foliage. The hotel has a (somewhat gross) nostalgic feel about it - like it was the TOP place in the 90s and 80s but no ones kept it up since. But this morning I awoke (after seeing Sizzla perform on the beach last night), I opened all the windows and it instantly turned from a dodgy hotel room to a 5-star, clean, bright heaven of a place. We spent all day on the beach; walking up and down, drinking Pina Coladas and soaking up the sun. Now I love it here. Relaxing and beautiful - even the insistent hustlers are kind of endearing. They have like twelve different side hustles after you decline their first item or service for sale. Gotta respect it though.

“It's quite an undertaking to start loving somebody.

You have to have energy, generosity, blindness.

There is even a moment right at the start where you have to jump across an abyss:

if you think about it you don't do it.”

-Jean Paul Sartre


"It is easy to see the beginnings of things, and harder to see the ends. I can remember now, with a clarity that makes the nerves in the back of my neck constrict, when New York began for me, but I cannot lay my finger upon the moment it ended, can never cut through the ambiguities and second starts and broken resolves to the exact place on the page where the heroine is no longer as optimistic as she once was."

-Joan Didion in Goodbye to All That