2013 felt like bodyblow after bodyblow. Returning from travelling I found that my hard drive had seized whilst I had been away and destroyed itself. I lost thousands of photographs taken over many years. Later on a trip to Geneva my bag went missing and now camera, lenses and other assorted equipment were gone.
I struggled to find work and depression took hold so firmly that I wondered if this would be how it ended.
Employment was eventually found, a temporary position at a company that was due to last 12 weeks but has now lasted 5 years. But that spark and passion for photography that had been snuffed out did not return until the end of the following year.
This photo from December 2014 was the first that I took with my new camera. A bitterly cold, but beautifully crisp winters day. It had taken a while, but the spark was rekindled.