Seeing my cousin Pat as a grown man makes me feel incredibly old. I remember when my Auntie was pregnant with him and the collective anticipation of his birth. Pat was born with three older sisters so the arrival of an infant male in the family was pretty exciting. Now he is a man, living with his partner high up in the mountains and making a good go of his life. He is a kind, gentle and sweetheart of a man (sorry to blow your cred, Pat) which... Read More
Lee Sandwith’s photographic homage to the tattoos and lives of her mates.