There are places where the air feels different — where time slows and grace moves quietly among the crowds. Lourdes is one of those places. This is the story of my pilgrimage there with my son Killian, and the moment that changed us both — a quiet encounter, a listening heart, and a whisper from God.
This article follows a deeply personal journey through the Pyrenees Mountains to the Pont d’Espagne — a place in France often mistaken for being in Spain. It’s not just a travelogue, but a reflection on fatherhood, healing, and connection. Along the way, there’s ice cream, photography, winding roads, and moments of quiet understanding between a father and son.
Life’s been moving fast—tyres bursting, kids flying the nest, and new creative paths unfolding. In this update, I share recent travels to Lourdes and Brittany, explore black and white photography, dabble in video and drones, and reflect on the ever-shifting balance between life, art, and storytelling.