Gasping for air, but it's only raining

From deep under, a voice calls — I’m not drowning.

2024. 30×30cm, mixed media on canvas.

Gone to the shops, xx

There is something about finding a lover’s handwritten note set on the kitchen table, where you can see it, saying, reassuring, “I’ll be back”.

2024. 30×30cm. Mixed media on cotton canvas.

Dawn by the water

For the early risers, the ones that are up before the hum of the city become a constant buzz, the ones who get to see the sky anew, stretching from a good night’s sleep.

2024. 30×30cm. Mixed media on cotton canvas.

Grounded

Feet in the grass, vibrations through my veins, energy energy energy — Blood pulsing, pushing the Earth under my soles, Awake in the fresh morning air, energy energy energy — Holding my ground, Holding me up, A Parallel Line with Earth.

2024. 30×30cm. Mixed media on cotton canvas.

Cold gusts and seagulls cry

I walk and walk, pebbles moving under my feet; Rolling down As waves roll in. Seagulls cry, As I wipe my eyes, Cold gusts freeze my tears, The birds must’ve heard. It’s the end of summer.

2024. 30×30cm. Mixed media on cotton canvas.