Bio: Matthew Webb

“Travel photography has the opportunity to prick our senses and stimulate thoughts, yet the opposite is more common. The travel industry promotes images that help readers decide on holiday destinations, or make fantasy decorative postcards that people have little personal connection to. It is rare that travel photos are not made — or published — in a monotone homogeneous style that either act as advertising and ignore all the realities of a place–or focus solely on how the traditional world struggles or disappears. We all know that the world is richer than how these kinds of images project it to be. At Panorama, we will acknowledge this, re-imagining the world by increasing the diversity in our images, as well as in the photographers who make them.”

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Weekend Reading: Mapping Firenze

The day I learned to travel was the first time I ever was truly lost.

It was 1979 and I was nine years old. Surely, I thought as I sat timidly on the plastic seat, the bus driver wasn’t going to ignore two blonde girls. Every other adult in this city felt it necessary to touch or at least comment on our hair — cries of biondina! echoed in every piazza we crossed. It was one of the few words of Italian that I knew.

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Treasures: Cartography: I’le Glut you with Gold — The Strange Ambivalence of the Treasure Map

I beheld great heaps of coin and quadrilaterals built of bars of gold. That was Flint’s treasure that we had come so far to seek and that had cost already the lives of seventeen men from the Hispaniola. How many it had cost in the amassing, what blood and sorrow, what good ships scuttled on the deep, what brave men walking the plank blindfold, what shot of cannon, what shame and lies and cruelty, perhaps no man alive could tell.

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Open: Annaghmakerrig: Where Art and Other Strange Things Happen

We were sitting around an ancient oak table in the dining area of a mid-18th century Irish farmhouse, all seven of us: the poet from Arizona, a Canadian painter, a composer from the south of London, the Irish stage director and his cast of two, and myself, a playwright from the Southern states. Sharing tales of the supernatural and scaring the living daylights out of each other, we did not relish the idea of calling it a night. Instead, we stayed at the table, the gathering place at Annaghmakerrig, and continued to enthrall each other with strange tales, forgetting why we were there.

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Open: The Meek Family Ed-venture

Tim and Kerry Meek were both full-time teachers in Nottingham, England but felt that their jobs were too life-consuming and they needed to redress their work-life balance.
They wanted to dedicate more time to their family, and so in 2014 they made the radical decision to give up their jobs, sell their house, and take thei...

Issue 5: Lost

Welcome to Panorama: The Journal of Intelligent Travel‘s long awaited LOST, our fifth issue, which we are dedicating to the great traveller, Anthony Bourdain, whose recent passing has affected us all. We offer this issue in celebration of his storytelling. The word lost originates from the Old English losian, meaning to perish. While this collection features many narratives of loss, it also illuminates the journey to being found. We hope Bourdain is finding his way home.

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Lost: Going the Way of the Qivittoq

I sat alone in a cosy cabin perched atop a small hill on the banks of Nuuk fjord. Locals called it Ghost City because the sprawling view of the bay is obstructed from the other side of my hill. You’d never know there was something spectacular on the other side until you crossed over it. Dotted with four cabins enough to accommodate about sixteen people in total, the grounds were stark and quiet. I was the only guest.

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Lost: Lost in an Empty Land

As an artist-writer adapting Paul Klee’s approach of ‘taking a line for a walk’, I like to lose myself in a landscape. Foot becomes pen; path becomes page. I find that this process occurs most often on longer walks, for it takes time for the white noise of the world, or one’s own neurotic echo chamber, to fade. Time also for the tendency to decode, to ‘translate’ a landscape into words, into meaning, to fall away.

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Lost: Lost and Found in St Margaret’s Hope

A silver acorn attached to a pocket watch, Pict skeletons under the floorboards, an ornate façade covering a concrete bunker, the tweeting from inner walls where birds are nesting, two journeys over the North Sea, and the feeling of a new hope. It is a Thursday evening in Thurso, Caithness, the northernmost town on the Scottish Mainland, when I learn that in the morning we will be travelling to St Margaret’s Hope on the Orkney Islands.

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Lost: A Walk to the End of the Croft

A gaggle of wise-eyed Blackface Sheep watch my husband and me bustle into neon yellow boiler coats and black, knee-high wellies. The boiler coat is surprisingly comfortable; the thick material and tent-like shape cut the jarring edge of the North Sea wind. I feel at home in it and oddly invisible, as if the jacket transforms me from the American alien that I am into a natural feature of the Hebridean coast.

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Lost: The Next Cross

I only count when the going is tough and on this, the second day of our 8-day backcountry ski expedition in northern Sweden, the going is more than tough, it’s nearly impossible. The snow blows directly across my face scratching it like a straw broom across a barn floor. I see nothing ahead but white. Then, in a brief lull, a red X on a metal post appears out of the blizzard. It’s one of thousands of way-finding markers on the King’s Route, but the first the group has seen since the storm began.

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Issue 6: War & Peace

Welcome to Panorama: The Journal of Intelligent Travel’s WAR & PEACE issue. This collection, months in the making, deeply explores the themes of war and peace, with a special emphasis on travel storytelling that combines current events throughout the world with reflections on the past. The word war comes from the late Old English wurre, meaning a large-scale military conflict, the French guerre meaning dispute, and the German verwirren, meaning to bring into confusion. The word peace was first used in the 12th century to define the right of freedom from civil disorder, and it comes from the French pais, meaning reconciliation, silence, permission, and the Latin pacem/pax meaning freedom from war or conflict. These works explore all kinds of war, from military battles to drug wars to enforced participation in violence—and many layers of peace-seeking, from a culture’s recovery after devastation, to making peace with oneself as one observes a world seemingly on fire.

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Bio: Molly Murray

“We change the world story by story. Stories create empathy. Empathy changes the world.”

Molly Murray is a writer, Creative Flow Coach and RTT Practitioner with more than 15 years of experience in the literary world. As a neurodiverse creative, she brings all the power of her hyper-focus to help creatives make goals and achieve their vision of success with ease and flow. Although Molly is originally from New Orleans and loves the Pacific Northwest, she is now rooted on a beach in Scotland and owns Seahorse Bookstore with her husband.

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Dawn: Beyond ‘White Guilt’: Imagining Sydney as Pre-Colonial Site

Here, at the edge of day, the land articulates a wild music to assure itself that it has stayed, despite night’s perpetual wash, the thieving of shadows.

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Dawn: La Familia

Even before Andres asked if he could use my bed to have sex with a Turkish woman, I had the feeling our friendship was headed down a tenuous path.

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Issue 9: Borders

In this issue we have work from India, Nigeria, Philippines, Israel, Netherlands, UK, USA, Brazil, South Korea, Thailand, Germany, Italy, and more. In many ways it’s the most diverse publication to date for the breadth of contributions and the people involved.

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