February 2026

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

This collection was born from the spirit of the tiger, a creature that walks between worlds. To me, the tiger is more than strength or power. It is ancient energy. It is instinct sharpened by silence. It is the quiet knowing that lives beneath the surface. There is something sacred in the way a tiger moves, deliberate, watchful, untamed. It does not ask for permission to exist. It simply is. In its gaze there is mystery; in its stillness, restrained fire. Across cultures, the

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.

To me, the tiger is not merely a symbol of power. It is primordial energy. It is instinct embodied. It is the quiet, burning flame that lives within us all. Moving between worlds, earth and spirit, light and darkness, the tiger exists in that sacred in-between. There is something celestial in its presence. Stripes like flickers of flame. Eyes that hold the hush of the night sky. It walks softly, yet carries the gravity of a storm waiting to rise.

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.

An ode to love, a celebration of strength, courage, beauty and survival. Across folklore and myth, the tiger has been revered as guardian, protector, and keeper of unseen wisdom. Feared and honoured in equal measure, it represents the delicate balance between ferocity and grace, destruction and creation, shadow and illumination. In this body of work, I was drawn to that liminal space. The place where beauty meets danger. Where softness does not diminish strength, and silence

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.

The tiger is not merely a symbol of power, it is primordial energy, instinct embodied. It is the quiet, burning flame that lives within us all. Moving between worlds, earth and spirit, light and darkness, the tiger exists in that sacred in-between. There is something celestial in its presence, stripes like flickers of flame. Eyes that hold the hush of the night sky, it walks softly yet carries the gravity of a storm waiting to rise.

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?

My February collection is an exploration of the tiger; a creature that has always embodied power, mystery, strength, courage and undeniable beauty. To me, tigers are not simply animals; they are living symbols of quiet authority. They move with intention, with grace, with an awareness of their own strength. There is no need for noise or spectacle, their presence alone is enough.