Exhibition News

I am very excited to announce that I will be exhibiting my work in Santiago’s Art Café in Botesdale, Suffolk. It’s actually my first exhibition in many, many years, so I’m really looking forward to it. There’s something about seeing photos printed that is so refreshing in our increasingly digital world, and that was one of the catalysts for me, I wanted to make something real. Prints will include some of my recent work, as well as old favourites, all professionally framed locally.

The coffee is fantastic, and the setting is lovely, so if you get a chance please do pop in and take a look. The exhibition will run from May 6th until the end of July, at Santiago’s Art Café, Chilvers, Market Place, Botesdale, Suffolk IP22 1BT.

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