Self-Landscapes began by accident. An otherwise perfect photograph of the city ruined by my shadow, or my reflection in some window, invading the frame without permission.

Then I began to take these "selfies" deliberately. I became fascinated by them. They seemed to defy categorisation. They were not landscape or street photography in the strictest sense, neither were they self portraits, explorations of identity. With my face obscured by the camera in almost every shot, my identity was only 'photographer'.

The act of photography itself was being photographed, and therefore in some way interrogated.