I stumbled across these cars in a field in Nevada on a road trip to the Grand Canyon. They looked like they were part of a film set, so precisely lined up, ready to rumble into life and race off into the distance. There was such a dignity about them and a sadness too.
I took this photo in Hyde Park, in London on a bright summers day. It made me think of two lovers, holding each other, gently whispering to each other, endearments, for their ears alone.
I photographed this tree in Hyde Park, London in the middle of summer and overplayed the petals which are from a hydrangea. I love the juxtaposition of the appearance of snow and the end of something, as if sleeping, yet the hopefulness of the pink of spring and rebirth.