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Once again, we arrive at the end of another month and I am still entirely unable to fathom how, time truly is racing by at an alarming speed this year. Perhaps because I have been so unwell and therefore every day seems to be blending into one at the minute but truly, I do feel like I closed my eye for a moment and March snuck past me. Despite my ill health I enjoyed March, the return of spring days, lighter nights and Gaia coming back to life with buds, shoots and greenery a

The story does not end with one page, one world, or one perspective. It stretches, folds, and spirals across dimensions, carrying you through echoes of wonder you never knew existed. Every step reveals new magic, every turn a hidden delight, and the heart learns that adventure has no bounds. Even as the world outside shifts and trembles, there are endless realms to explore, and joy flows freely for those who dare to wander.

Within the quiet turn of a page, entire worlds awaken. There is a pulse of magic, a whisper of adventure, and a soft invitation to wander where reality cannot follow. Joy, mystery and wonder ripple through every line, carrying you on currents of imagination and delight. Even in a world that trembles outside, there are realms where the heart can soar, mysteries to explore, and the simple, profound magic of being carried along a story.

Even in a world that spins with chaos, tiny pockets of delight sparkle like hidden stars. There is mischief in the air, a secret giggle in the breeze, and a rhythm that nudges the heart to notice: life still twinkles, still dances, still hums its quiet magic. Happiness isn’t always loud, it’s in the flicker, the flutter, the soft insistence that we are here, that we endure. That joy still tiptoes through the grass. Even now, even here, the world is alive with wonder, and deli

Blossom arrives like a quiet enchantment, a delicate celebration of renewal unfolding between earth and sky. Petals gather like whispers on the branches, each one carrying a promise of growth, of change, of life beginning again in its own time.There is a sacred transience here, a gentle reminder to pause and notice the beauty of what is, for not all magic is meant to last, only to be felt. In the hush of spring, blossom drifts into being… and for a moment, the world feels new

Spring arrives with a soft breath of renewal, where light lingers a little longer and Gaia begins to awaken once more. Shoots stretching, petals unfurling, colours returning, and life quietly rising from the stillness of winter. There is a gentle brightness here, a sense of warmth and possibility, as though everything is being given another chance to bloom. In this season of becoming, the light returns… and with it, so do we.

It’s that time once again to bid farewell to yet another month, I can’t quite fathom how it’s the 28th February already, this month truly did pass in the blink of an eye. I haven’t been very well this month for a mixture of reasons I shan’t bore you with but needless to say it wasn’t a particularly enjoyable month physically; mentally and creatively however it has been wonderful! This month I released a collection of art unlike anything I have ever done before; the Tigers p

Aurora pulses with the quiet power of feminine energy. The allure of the cosmos meeting the curves of the body, a dance between starlight and skin, vulnerability and strength. There is sensuality here that is soft yet unyielding, intimate yet infinite, a reminder that feminine power is both tender and unassailable, and that the universe itself moves in rhythm with it.

This week’s print captures the tiger not of earth, but of the cosmos. Suspended in a sea of stars, he becomes something more than creature, he becomes the constellation. A celestial guardian woven from starlight and shadow, carrying the quiet power of the universe within his gaze. To me, the tiger has always symbolised strength, courage and instinct. Here, he rises beyond the physical realm, embodying something infinite.

Energy Release is a moment of unraveling, where everything held beneath the surface finally breaks free. It carries the force of something long contained, rising, crashing, and transforming all at once. There is no stillness here, only movement, raw, untamed, and alive. It speaks to the beauty of release, of letting go without restraint. Of allowing emotion, energy, and truth to surge forward in their own time and in their own way.

Forest of Dreams lives in that quiet space between shadow and light. It carries an energy that is both alluring and unsettling, it draws you in without explanation. There is mystery here, and something deeper beneath the surface, something felt rather than understood. It speaks to instinct, to curiosity, to the pull of the unknown. To the places we are not meant to find, yet somehow do. Not all light is guiding. Not all darkness is to be feared. Tell me, would you venture on?

I can scarcely believe that the time has come to bid farewell to January already but alas here we are, 31st January 2026, what a whirlwind of a month! I have really enjoyed the overall flow of this month; the new limited edition prints each week as well as the buzz of an original collection that is only available for a month. It has been an incredibly exciting and busy time indeed, I want to thank you all truly for all the support, it means so much to me.

In Ancient Rome, Janus is the God of January, representing entrances, thresholds, transition, duality, and the passage of time. In my latest artwork, as we move into the final week of January, I explore these themes through glowing sunsets and my enduring love of the female form. As a proud pansexual, I celebrate every identity of the human form, yet I chose this moment to reimagine Janus as a woman, honouring the wonders of femininity and the way it blends so seamlessly w

This week’s print is inspired by the flight and grace of owls. As I prepare to move home, I have been noticing owl symbolism everywhere, these ethereal birds quietly weaving their magic into my days. In Ancient Greece, owls were sacred to Athena, Goddess of Wisdom, War, and Crafts. Their presence whispers of courage, wisdom, and creativity, guiding me gently into this next, enchanted chapter of my life.

This week’s print is inspired by my Gran who crossed to the other side of the veil in 2019. Although she no longer walks this earth her love, wisdom, kindness and joy for life continues to inspire me through every minute of every day. The Stag was her favourite animal, a symbol of power and wildness, it represents strength, fortitude, and renewal, the very qualities that I am carrying into the year ahead.

If there is one word that could perfectly encapsulate 2025 it would be 'change'. There was an incredible amount of change throughout the entire year in every aspect of my life, it is certainly year I won't forget in a hurry. As I start 2026 surrounded by moving boxes as I continue to prepare for the next adventure I'm filled with so much love, gratitude, hope and excitement for the future. I am also filled with the knowledge that love always wins in the end, it truly does con