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Trees carries many possible readings and brings light to life made collateral to mortal concerns. It can be a quiet remembrance of loss we cannot contend with and the love that still endures. It is dedicated to our fallen stars. AI-generated visuals were curated and composed as companions to the poem. September 2025 Minted on Tezos for archival purposes.

Umbrella - The Conveyor belt of time. Inspired by a discussion in September 2025 A charismatic creative once described life as “the conveyer belt of time.” It set off my imagination. Fragile resistance against time's inevitability. The inescapable knowledge that the past cannot be erased or redone. The characters wear literal emotional baggage. Just like us they move forward with the appearance of purpose, some with more conviction than others - but ultimately, do we ever truly know where we are going? This Vispo blends ethereal visuals with emotional depth, inviting collectors to find shelter in art. Umbrella explores the tension between motion and meaning, past and possibility. Each figure is in transit, seemingly directed - but their destination is unknown. This is a meditation on time, memory, and the beauty of not knowing - of resisting with grace, and walking with what we carry. AI-generated visuals were curated and composed as companions to the poem. 5 editions × 5 tez | 15% royalties Minted on Tezos | Timestamped on Bitcoin. Written September 2025 © Yaso Browne

Lady Melody is a visual poem that moves between sound and silence - a gothic ritual of rhythm, memory, and overcoming. It explores how voice survives when language fractures, and how beauty can rise from the ache of restraint. I loved writing it. The poem and the Vispo were created in a single (very long) sitting, under the Beaver Moon - a welcome but, unexpected moment of flow. AI-generated visuals were curated and composed as companions to the poem. Original minted on Tezos · © Yasotha Browne, November 2025

Gelada Baboons were on my bucket list as well as seeing some of Ethiopia. Ethiopian merchants used to go to Sri Lanka (home of my ancestors) in ancient times. The churches built from carving down in to the ground are incredible and the Simien mountains national park was the closest yet that I have come to panoramic views of the natural world, it was very moving. The conservation efforts around Geladas has generally got positive praise but the locals that also live off the land do have their conflicts with them. Geladas eat a quarter of their body weight of grass every day so you can understand how these grazing needs may impact on neighbouring areas of farmland. I also was very sympathetic to the way people lived who do not have basic needs met. The country style of living is sustained through networks of often families helping each other which puts stress on education. Those that do then go down the almost urban path of education to launch in to a more industrialised other world have to face the reality of that separation from a crucially sustaining network. I could imagine some people would feel the Geladas were better off than some of the children and adults living side by side and this is exactly how very toxic conflicts can emerge. Ethiopia as a country has put forward an ambitious climate change pledge including planting 20 billion trees over a four year period (likely set back because of war) very much for the people so they seem to be attune much more so than other countries where there is almost denial that our survival is attached to good ecology.

Malaysia 2019 was a very useful trip to see the darker side of conservation. Orangutans who learn what life can be like in captivity, will generally find it very hard to live away from humans and fend for themselves. The ones in this sanctuary showed poor immunity to existing with us and often needed medication for respiratory tract infections. Most of the Orangutans were rescued from zoos or people's homes where they were kept as exotic pets. This cohort according to the vet at this centre were not realistically rehabilitatable for the wild. Interestingly he had a view that breeding in captivity, although not allowed, would make sense to continue the species. He had this outlook I think because he was friends with palm oil owners and so would have had a good idea of the fact that there would really be no sacrifice of this industry for the survival of Orangutans. If it wasn't for foreigners paying to be volunteers or coming to view the sanctuary it would be void of visitors with Malaysian nationals appearing disinterested. Staying where one of the keepers lived shone a light on the fact that, a lot of this has to do with capitalist values. These values have made people ashamed of the natural world and they have thus traded it for concrete buildings. So when your concrete building reminds you that - you are not enough - it is very hard to prioritise not wanting to progress and that doesn't generally involve visiting Orangutans. The centre had a lot of virtue signalling from conservationists who happened to be western and had been "exposed" by them, very recently, causing a very defensive attitude towards volunteers who wanted to learn more or take photos. It made me realise that some of those we entrust in working with all partners to help safeguard the natural world, lack empathy. Empathy is putting yourself in another person's shoes and it enables you to accept that people have different values and priorities. I think it must be very addictive going from country to country playing judge and saviour much like missionaries. Sometimes as a GP it is nice to be instructive, you feel knowledgeable and helpful; but we're in a time where you are generally grounded as people are much more able to speak up and reflect that their point of view or individual issues may need more consideration. It is a very easy mistake to not evaluate and re-calibrate our communication and perceptions with each new person we meet and it takes much more effort than pattern recognition I.e. default stereotypes . It's much easier to get it “right” when you like people and are interested in them but, I find often, we like types of people and only certain types of problems. We like talking about what we know - it's like self soothing. So I can see the similarities in conservation. The problem with establishing your identity and self esteem this way is if your plan lacks substance and you choose not to have insight, you will blame much more for the fact there are no results and add to further polarisations rather than increase networking, cross pollination and collaboration. Part of this, I imagine, has been because it is lucrative to have the platform of being the holder of the answers or "the way". It doesn't help male Orangutans like Henry who I wasn't allowed to take a photo of. He is probably still living his life pretty much behind bars as he and the other alpha male otherwise fight including finding ways out of their enclosures to do so. It just felt shared learning, ethics and accountability was needed but without trust and respect you are more likely to get questionable practices. This particular site were working with Singapore zoo to establish the right diet for the Orangutans and were in need of more funding to sustain it, but sadly a large proportion of the support was coming from the landowner and it was being reduced due to economic struggles. In this case it seemed pride in conservation and interest needed to be multilayered for resilience. In terms of my images I could have probably been more selective. Within this is their lives and they are caged because of us and how we have chosen to develop and grow as a human population. It's really disingenuous to blame a country or people as the total point of failure, there has to be more accountability on our reinforcements of harming values like status and materialism as a global society. So I would challenge that when you meet someone at an event and you feel an internal disinterest or rejection of them, evaluate why. It will often be primitive. Just check what is driving your judgements of other people, for yourself. I find it is a good exercise, as if you can be honest about it, you may become wiser to social conditioning and its roots. I also acknowledge there are some in full awareness and enjoy the power imbalances serving them - I just would prefer they didn't take up roles that require compassion and drive for social justice so that we can actually progress.

When I first picked up my Fuji X-T2, I bought a 35mm and experimented with street photography and a rescue cat series. I decided that I liked the idea of photojournalism and this was around the time that we had just seen social media galvanise junior doctors in to rallying for a better contract. 50,000 doctors got together for a march in London and it was one of the most amazing things I have seen as I was very scared of the system at the time. These 50,000 doctors did not give a monkey's however and they just spoke their truth and allowed the public to see that our working conditions were not what people think. Many medics became influencers following that and different to those medics who were already early adopters of things like instagram for promoting cooking recipes or wellness. It was an era of Doctor influencers who were putting themselves up as a new group of leaders to represent grassroots. They were making speaking up and whistleblowing almost trendy and working with the media like our unions and royal colleges have never done before. These unelected leaders overtime I observed were shouldering enormous pressure. I have always thought it is also near impossible to credibly lead change within the NHS and ascend within NHS leadership and so there is a lot at stake. How I imagine leading in significant change and wobbling to hypocrisy - is that you give your all, leaving little resilience and when people criticise it is deflating. It probably feels like no one is grateful and everyone is just against you, that you don't have many people you can trust and that believe in a different way and believe in you. So you then concede because the people that want your integrity to be corrupted, as it interferes with their self interests (even if it is just ego narrative), are all around you just waiting and slowly infiltrating. My feeling is if you want to change the world, be honest about why and if it is about a lack of validation within you and not about the betterment of our community - then just realise you don't love yourself yet. If you took time to do that you may then realise what it is you actually want and you don't expend other people's energy through that navigation. It's not a great thing to let people down, when people believe in you and root for you. When you can see or feel like you've given oppressed people a voice for good - that is a complete honour and it should not be something you irresponsibly use. I think there are people that are still fighting the good fight and I am always wishing them well and hoping they can stay strong through what can often be a lonely and thankless journey.

These photos were taken June 2020. I had the fortunate discovery of a black bird's nest behind our conservatory. It meant I could view them without disturbance to the nest. We have three cats and so we kept them indoors until they fledged which was not easy and, as silly as I am sure it sounds to some, I believe the blackbirds really did know what was going on and appreciated the help. They all made it with one straggler leaving the nest a day after the others. I still think they come and visit from time to time just to let me know that it was all worth it.

In David Lack's "The life of the Robin" he talks about how when in close proximity captive Robins would kill each other but with enough space this would stop. I sometimes feel like humans are actually similar.

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there. I did not die. - Mary Elizabeth Frye

In July 2021 I decided to go to the Shetlands for a few weeks having left my job. I know from experience that when I am upset, as an introvert and someone who finds nature uplifting and magical, somewhere remote with a wildlife subject to study will generally bring me back to feeling myself. I think we are all different and so I wouldn't go so far as to say nature is healing or it is medicine for everyone. I am a family Doctor and I have worked in remote places of beauty like the Isle of Wight and people can be as unhappy and stuck in life as people that I saw in inner city Birmingham. There is no quick way of getting well with chronic illness or finding your new normal with your symptoms. I like the idea of social prescribing but I think you have to be interested first and to have taken the time to know what gives you joy (not addiction). It actually can take a lot of focus to achieve a true picture so don't be discouraged if you are figuring that out still, I think to a degree I still am.

I used to want to do photo books for each place that we would travel to, this would include keeping all receipts and other necessary mementos which probably looking back translated to permission for me to continue a hoarding habit. Also frustratingly laptops have failed, hard drives malfunctioned, SD cards were lost and the interest to complete the task never really surfaced. I think having a photo story or photo book agenda can be quite good for informing the photos you take. It's nice reminding myself of this. Anxiety can be an underlying cause for hoarding. I am able to throw more things away that I really don't need, but I still do find it difficult. I think the photographs we take can provoke sense memories, an asset when they are good.

"...Does my haughtiness offend you? Don’t you take it awful hard ’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I’ve got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise." - Maya Angelou.

I have been fortunate to have been able to use my expertise as a GP within the media. It always feels like a privilege to be able to give comment in support of the NHS in various ways and I have done this so far for the Times, telegraph, guardian, inews the Mirror as well as GP specific media. This Morning was the first time I was in front of the camera as an expert, I then had the opportunity to do more TV interviews as well as radio with the bulk of my appearances being with Sky News following this. I love being able to help further information in this way and would encourage others, who want to do the same, to do so. I on average will spend at least 3 hours preparing, where relevant with good soundboards, whilst opting to do the interviews for free. I would have loved (would love) to have had an agent as sometimes you get cancelled last minute and I think you need someone that is on your side in the industry. I am very pleased that I have been able to speak for adequate PPE for doctors, for rational lockdown measures, empathy for the homeless and patient safety. Looking back, in terms of timelines, I very weirdly have been able to give my opinion on pivotal moments during our Covid-19 pandemic and I genuinely feel it helped a direction of travel that I think was good for us. It's lovely knowing I have had that opportunity during what already is a historic time. It’s actually lovely looking back and reflecting on this as I attempt to present some organisation of my work and what I’m about on this website. I have done one soapbox to my local newspaper about conservation and just putting it here as maybe it'll remind me to do more. I have much less resilience talking about safeguarding the natural world than I do about the NHS or medical problems. Where there may be a happy medium was being able to organise a respiratory essentials day with a climate change focus as a regional education lead for the Royal College of General Practitioners (RCGP). Sustainable inhaler prescribing and understanding the impacts of the environment on our respiratory health is not something I was taught throughout training. It seemed to be well received and a good example to me where you can focus human self interest with nurture of the natural world.