Dilly Dolly

18/09/2026

This is where I draw the line.

That's what a boundary looks like from the inside. Not a wall. A line you draw because you finally understand the difference between staying and disappearing.
I used to think boundaries were cold.. a way of shutting people out. I know now they're the opposite. They're how you stay warm enough, whole enough, to keep showing up. Without them, you don't leave dramatically. You just fade, slowly, in places that were never safe for you.
This piece holds both truths at once, the tenderness of what's above the line, and the quiet relief of what's below it. Boundaries aren't the absence of love. Sometimes they're the only way love survives.

22/08/2026

Bending over backwards in an impossible way whilst carefully holding and balancing the many aspects of my three children's lives.
It looks like an elegant dance (sometimes) but it (mostly) feels like back breaking work.
Eyes closed, body & heart exposed and vulnerable.. reaching out into the unknown, with the weight of responsibility precariously balancing on the tips of my fingers.
Phew, what a ride.
No wonder I have a sore back 😜

22/08/2026

16/08/2026

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.

11/08/2026

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

23/07/2026

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.

22/06/2026

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.

28/05/2026

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?

❤️

28/12/2025

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

18/12/2025

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