Back at the turn of the millennium, my mother packed up a van overnight with most of our families belongings and brought us to mid Wales from the naval city of Portsmouth on the south coast of England.

She had caught wind of news that the angry giant named Marc had found out where we were hiding, and was hunting us down to try to reclaim what was his.

After a long and stressful drive across the country, we landed in the tranquil rolling hills of Montgomeryshire, which is where me, my mother and siblings eventually found our peace. It is here in mid Wales that, 15 years later, I discovered my love for photography and writing.

I spend most of my adult life roaming around the blissful hills and enchanted woodlands of Wales, creating fantasy-inspired photographs to help me tell stories of this beautiful country and of my place within it.

Wales has given me so much and now I like to repay this wonderful country by producing art that helps to make this world a better place.