…because for some reason I only seem to make images I’m even semi-happy with over here. Maybe it’s to do with the light, the way people (especially Roma) decorate their homes – or perhaps, although I hate to even entertain the thought, it’s down to an element of poverty tourism, with the kind of subject matter I have been working on. I really hope not but I can’t rule out that the exotic and somewhat basic may draw my eye more than the banality of home. A horrible thought but an entirely plausible one…. Anyway, I’ve travelled to Hungary this week with a group of UK teachers and educationalists who work with Travellers and Roma migrants back home, and who have been visiting schools in Budapest and beyond to learn more about the context for the situation in Britain. I’m merely documenting the trip for them but have learned a lot so far about the difficult political climate here for Roma, and the unfortunate economic situation for Roma and everybody else. I’ve taken a couple of frames I’m sort of satisfied with, which is more than I can say for the last six months of taking photographs at home. Meanwhile yet another person has dropped out of my Roma documentary project in England, for reasons unknown. Ho hum.