Morocco (September, 2014) – For me the Red city was a feast of architectural wonders; including the massive arched doorways, which in my imagination held mysterious urban oasis' amid the chaos of the surrounding medina.

India (December, 2016) – Our last stop of the day, was a pitstop in Abhaneri to explore one of the historical Chand Baori's. The repetitive geometric architectural design carved deep into the surface was a spectacular sight. Although the green hue of the diminutive rainwater collected at the bottom, clearly marked the site of yesteryears. The little moment of magic was the Hindu priest preparing to preform his rituals. Evidently landlord to a small derelict altar set off to one side of the large stepped-well, I watched as he began his prayers.

Cambodia (December, 2002) – Entrenched in the jungle, Ankor Wat is a complex of Buddhist temples. Rambling around obscure foliage and stone shrines, we stumbled on a small group of novice monks building a stupa. Our presence broke the silent composition of stones and mortar into a standing monument in honour of a passing life. Instead we had a moment of smiles, giggles and curious questions.

Madagascar (March 2010) – What strikes me when travelling is the resiliency of women, the strength in the eyes, the kindness and curiosity of heart, the intensity to give all to the brief experience. Strangers passing one another by; the flash of a smile, the click of the camera. In a blink; it's the mind's eye that remembers what the lens could not capture.