About

about me

I’ve crossed oceans to be here—literally. I sailed from Australia to the UK before I was even two, collecting passport stamps before I could walk properly.

Growing up on a farm in the UK sealed my lifelong love affair with nature in all its glorious colours, scents (some more questionable than others), and sounds. My siblings and I roamed wild with the countryside as our playground. No mobile phones, no screens—just a “be home before dark” from Mum and Dad and off we went. I didn’t realise it then, but that freedom soaked into my bones and eventually poured out as creativity.

By day, I’m a graphic designer for a large charity. By night (and any spare moment I can steal), I’m elbow‑deep in art. It keeps me reasonably sane, and I’m a huge believer in creativity as a lifeline for mental wellbeing. There’s something magical about losing yourself and finding yourself at the same time when you’re feeling a bit adrift.

I’m lucky to have a wonderfully grounding husband (I need that grounding more often than I care to admit), a grown-up son, three brilliant grandkids, and two rescue mutts who think they run the place.

I call myself a mixed media artist because I’m a creative anorak—I love experimenting. Coffee and ink? Yes. Copper and enamel? Absolutely. Pyrography on giant wooden canvases? Count me in. Wire, pottery, and whatever else sparks curiosity—I’ll give it a go. I’ve never been able to squeeze myself into one artistic box, though nature always sits at the heart of what I create.

Lately, I’ve been obsessed with copper embossing and pyrography illustration. Both are wonderfully tactile, and visitors at arts trails can’t resist touching the textures or leaning in to see how the light dances across the copper.

I don’t think I’ll ever stop experimenting or finding new ways to twist the ordinary into something a little unexpected.

Hopefully I’ll see you at one of the arts trails I frequent. Keep an eye on my events page to find out where I’ll pop up next.