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Words & Photographs by Richard Kelleher In Crete, one feels transported back in time. The island is characterised by dramatic landscapes - harsh, cragged cliffs sculpted by coastal winds, gold-washed sunsets and the deep blue hue of the sea. It is a place of strength and beauty, embodied by uncompromising family values and regional pride.
When choosing what camera to take, I decided that the depth and texture gained from shooting on film would best capture the island’s natural allure, as well as the feeling that Crete really is a place rooted in times gone by. The island’s economy, tourism aside, is still reliant on its finest local produce: olive oil. It was Odysseus who bathed in this “liquid gold”, and indeed, your imagination feels inspired by tales of Ancient Greece whenever you set eyes on the rugged coastline. A place of mythic renown, Crete’s weathered aesthetic is only the first step on an experience rich in culture.
We are mesmerised by bucolic Scotland, with its sprawling glens, undulating mountains and glassy lochs. On one of our recent jaunts to the Scottish countryside, we spent the day frolicking about Loch Muick in Aberdeenshire. Cradled by Glen Muick on the Balmoral Estate, the loch is encircled by soaring hills, carpeted with violet-hued heather and beech forest, and home to resident red squirrels and red deer.
One of 31,460 lochs in Scotland, Muick displays the classic Scottish scenery that often seeps into our daydreams back in frenetic London. Perched on the edge of the loch is the 19th century Glas-allt Shiel house which was built by Queen Victoria as a royal retreat and now serves as a bothy for walkers and campers, and teetering above it all is the majestic mountain, Lochnagar.
A charming setting evoking a sense of history and natural splendour, Loch Muick has cast us under its evocative spell.
Words and photographs by Emma Douty
You might not pay too much thought to a door, not focus on the details. The chipped paint, carvings, door knocker – these all seem rather ordinary at home. But on your travels, you might pay a little more attention to these characteristics. When I was living in Mexico, I was thrilled by the cultural differences between my adopted country and my home, and the doors were a constant source of intrigue for me. The facades’ vivid colours first and foremost, as back in England we are very sensible about our houses and we like uniformity. But in Mexico, the more kaleidoscopic the better, for colours brighten up the most ordinary of objects, and this reflected the local culture magnificently.
Camera in hand, I travelled across central and southern Mexico eager to capture the diversity of its doors and imagine the stories behind them: here’s a glimpse of what I found.
WORDS & PHOTOGRAPHS BY EMMA DOUTY