Crafted in the wild places.
On canvas, in ink, with hands that remember.
The lifecycle of art
I believe that all art has at least two lives. The first is when the creator dreams it into being. Pouring a part of themselves into the creation; giving it life, meaning and emotion. The artist leaves a part of themselves in every creation and has the creation live within them forever.
The second, and all subsequent lives thereafter, is when you see that creation and it causes you to pause and reflect. A stopping of time where the art speaks to you. You don’t have to purchase the art for it to be a part of you, and for you to have given it life. But this is the urge I feel comes when you can’t stop thinking of the artwork and you just have to have it in your life.
You have given art multiple lives.
Through the lens
My faithful camera has been my companion for decades, evolving from capturing moments around the house to documenting the beauty discovered on leisurely walks and, eventually, throughout my global travels. With every click, I pay homage to my great aunt, the spirited adventurer, whose love for National Geographic and passion for framing the world through her lens ignited my own photographic journey.
In her spirit, I've traversed the vast landscapes of Australia and New Zealand, embarked on thrilling safaris in Africa, and wandered through the enchanting, winding streets of Edinburgh. What began as a visual diary transformed into something more profound than mere image capture—it evolved into the art of encapsulating memories. Each photograph, a timeless snapshot, not just of a scene but of the emotions and experiences etched into the tapestry of my life's adventures.