As I crashed spectacularly to the ground from my mountain bike early this morning, I was reminded of a dear friend talking to me about resilience. Not that I need reminding, I have met with enough adversity in my life to know that this is a psychological trait buried deeply into my psyche. There was nothing to do, I picked myself back up, swung my leg over the cross-bar, dropped a few gears and I pushed myself up the climb, I stood over my bike and I powered up that hill. The word ‘resilience’ derives from the Latin for ‘to jump again’.  Mobile Photography and Art requires resilience, there is…