For anyone who’s ever felt like the one holding things together while quietly falling apart, Little Miss Sunshine offers something rare: relief in the mess. The family in this film isn’t functional, but they’re trying—and that trying is what makes them human. There’s no neat healing arc, no moment where it all clicks into place. … Read more

Billy Elliot is a film about movement, but not just the physical kind. It’s about what happens when something inside you stirs before you have language for it. When a truth begins to press against everything you’ve been told to be. Billy doesn’t analyse or explain—he dances. His body speaks where words would falter. For … Read more

Every so often, a film lingers long after the credits roll—not for its drama or spectacle, but because it holds something quietly true. The Holdovers was one of those films for me. I was drawn in by the cinematography first—its muted tones, textured light, and framing that felt almost painterly. There’s a slowness to it, … Read more

The name GeistLife came to me in an unexpected moment. I’d stepped upstairs in a tucked-away shop in St Albans, where a few prints quietly adorned the walls. One of them stopped me. It was called Geist, by the artist Bella Peroni. There was something in it—movement, spaciousness, stillness—that resonated deeply. It felt alive, like … Read more

There was a time I couldn’t decide between psychology and photography—I chose photography. It was my first attempt at making sense of the world through a lens. A short stint, but the love never left. I was drawn especially to black and white film—the starkness, the shadow, the space between things. The work of Diane … Read more