Iconic locations, (well photographic honey spots anyway) have this paradoxical attraction. On one hand, they are dramatic, beautiful, peaceful, magnificent places. They are not honey spots by accident! But on the other, exceptionally challenging creatively speaking, because everybody expects different things from them. Your grandmother wants the classic location to print up and put on her wall, but then your inner voice of reason tells you that even being there is traversing a clichéd tightrope towards creative stagnation. So to any serous thoughtful creative type there is this strange dichotomy at work, twisting, pulling and pushing and this psychological struggle I believe is good. It was an overriding topic of conversation this last weekend and something that has fascinated me over the years, but like every interesting question it doesn’t have a correct answer (unless you see the world in binary).