Days of Future Passed is a non-linear, narrative project exploring the themes of topography, autobiography and metaphor.

To see a world in a grain of sand and heaven in a wild flower. Hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour - William Blake.

St. Paul's Church. Bow Common. London.

Out building. Gas station. Trans Canada Highway. Nova Scotia. Canada.

Dwelling. Sopot. Poland.

The City of St. John City Hall. New Brunswick. Canada.

I have found more inspiration in the cottages of fishermen than in the palaces of the rich - Wilfred Grenfell

Leaving Doncaster. South Yorkshire.

Hackney Wick. London.

Purgatory's kind of like the in-betweeny one. You weren't really shit, but you weren't all that great either. Like Tottenham.

In Bruges. Belgium.

Near Tin Can Beach. St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Intersection. Trans Canada Highway. Nova Scotia. Canada.

City Hall. St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Parking lot. Union Street. St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Vulcan Street. St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies wash you down and their promises rust
- The Jam

Bruges. Belgium.

Parking lot. Sydney Street. St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Castle Baynard Street. London.

St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Storm clouds gather on an otherwise sunny day.

Somewhere on the East Coast Mainline.

Outside our B&B. St John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Our underground parking lot. Sydney Street. St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Dwelling. Millidgeville. New Brunswick. Canada.

Near the Loyalist Burial Ground. St. John. New Brunswick. Canada.

Kiosk. Sopot. Poland.

Gas station. Trans Canada Highway. New Brunswick. Canada.

Look for me in the whirlwind or the storm - Marcus Garvey.

Kings Cross. London.

Dwelling. Millidgeville. New Brunswick. Canada.

Returning our car after 10 hours of driving through the Canadian wilderness. Halifax Airport. Canada.

Waiting. Halifax Airport. Nova Scotia. Canada.

Luck is a very thin wire between survival and disaster, and not many can keep their balance on it - Hunter S. Thompson.

Check-in Zone 2. Halifax Airport. Canada.

Lechia Gdansk FC graffiti in Sopot. Poland.

Offices. Westfield Stratford. London.

Shop front. Sopot. Poland.

Dwelling. Sopot. Poland.

Shop front. Sopot. Poland.

A map of the world that does not include Utopia is not even worth glancing at, for it leaves out the one country at which humanity is always landing. And when humanity lands there, it looks out, and, seeing a better country, sets sail. Progress is the realisation of Utopia - Oscar Wilde.

Hackney. London.

Parking. In Bruges. Belgium.

Garages. Sopot. Poland.

Shop front. Hackney. London.

Doorways in The City of London.

Garages. Sopot. Poland.

Underpass. Sopot. Poland.

Under construction. Hackney Wick. London.

In Bruges. Belgium.

The Barbican Estate. London.

No matter how dark the moment, love and hope are always possible - George Chakiris.

Looking down from The Barbican Estate. London.

Taskmaster burst the bionic zit-splitter
Breakneck speed we drown ten pints of bitter
We lean all day and some say that ain't productive
That depend upon the demons that you're stuck with
Cause right now, I see clearer than most
I sit here contending with this cheese on toast

I feel the pain of a third world famine

Segue, we count them blessings and keep jamming

- Roots Manuva

Near Liverpool Street Station. London.

Security hut. Sudbury. Harrow. London.

Hotel out building. Kingswood development. Hull.

Memento Mori. Hull.