welcome to my chaos and calm, where i stow handfuls of earth and hidden scraps of poetry

where candles burn to the sounds of Youth and the sun sets like orange marmalade

this is art as a ritual,



                          whatever you need it to be.

find animals in the clouds, watch the sun crawl out of bed - let her touch your face, feel how the ocean moves you, let the sweet fruits of summer drip between your fingers,

find you wonder (ful)

these pieces weave together dream scapes, eclectic findings, and places of beauty designed to carry you to a world of wonderment


I hope you find love here xx

I acknowledge the Whadjuk people as the traditional custodians of the land, skies and waterways in which I create, learn and play. I would like to pay respect to elders past, present and future and the Indigenous ways of knowing, language, and connection to Country.