A creative collective of one. An ever-growing collection of ideas, images, sounds, places and everything else .

MAARU is where I keep the things I notice. It started in Harrow and wanders out from there — to Kutchh, to Nairobi, to the record shops and stairwells and bus routes in between.

There is no plan and no niche. Some of it is finished, most of it is not. Photographs sit next to half an idea about shop bells. A list of records sits next to a diary from a beach. That is the point: a collection, not a portfolio.

If something here made you look twice at your own street, it worked.