Dilly Dolly

Still waters run deep
[Original & prints available]

She sits.
Still.
Reaching depths she doesn't feel familiar with.
The surface gives nothing away.
Not the current.
Not the cold.
Not how far down this goes.
She has learned to hold a face
that says I know this place.
While something underneath
keeps moving without her permission.

She is learning to wait.
Letting the new landscape reveal itself.

If I had three lives...
One A3 print available

The Descent
Limited edition A4 framed print for sale

Five crescents mark the passage inward — a body expanding, a self dissolving. Inspired by Inanna’s mythic journey to the underworld, this piece traces the sacred fall into depth, where transformation begins in the dark.

She is outline only — present, not yet filled in, new. Around her, the ache moves in deep red wildly unexpected ways, spilling past her edges. She doesn't run from it. She doesn't numb it. She just sits inside it, and stays.
She is learning to hold her own ache.

For years, I let my wounds spill over into the people I loved & most areas of my life. Some were so deep they felt like a constant presence I couldn't bear and my only option was to run and hide.
I'm done running.. so I'm slowly learning how to stay.

Imprint
Limited edition
9/10 prints available

A mark left in blood — a map of what came before.
This placenta print holds questions of inheritance: the codes we carry without knowing, passed silently through our cells. What patterns do we unconsciously live out, and how much can be rewritten in the space between generations?

So many different subtle images come through for me in this print.. what do you see?

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A few of the special Christmas commissions I did this year ❤️

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Release

🔴 Original sold | 7/10 prints available

What the body holds, it must one day let go. There are moments when poisin, grief and confusion, long folded into the fabric of our being, begin to stir and move - not in chaos, but with rhythm and the quiet relief of surrender.

If we allow it, they pour from the body and hidden chambers of the heart in a release that feels both uncomfortable and tenderly cradled.

Dilation
Original & prints available

An unfolding.
Each circle - a breath, a moment, a shift.
From centre to edge, awareness expands.

When power passes through
Original [framed in kiaat] and prints available

It comes like thunder - not summoned, unstoppable, a force as ancient as bone, knowing more than the mind can hold. The body does not fight.

It opens.

It surrenders.

And in that surrender a truth unfolds..

that power does not ask, it moves through, and leaves new life in its wake.