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I’ve been thinking a lot about power.
When we give it.
When it’s taken.
When we pretend we’re still the ones holding it.

This piece came from a place of tension — but not the kind you fight.
The kind you choose.
Because somet

An ode to my furry assistants (and occasional saboteurs)

My studio wouldn’t be the same without these chaotic little balls of fluff.

They knock over brushes, attack my hands mid-stroke, and leave tiny, colourful paw prints on anything vaguely

Yes, it’s my face.

No, I don’t usually look this clean.

I paint things. I feel things. I occasionally remember to brush my hair. I am The Sassy Crayon.

Finally going to be putting my website back up and live this week - and prices are

It’s been a hot minute.

The world’s worst flu came for me like a freight train and fully KO’d me. Which felt especially cruel considering I’d just picked the paintbrushes back up.

Truth be told, I haven’t rested &mdash

Welcome to the Wall of Fame (and occasional shame).

This little corner of my studio is where I pin up the good, the great, and the emotionally unprocessed. There’s inspo pics, sketches, leaflets from past art events, and—naturally—

There’s something deeply satisfying about lining up tiny bottles of pigment like they’re about to drop the hottest album of the year.
Is it a little unhinged? Maybe.
But so is every great artist.

This is your sign to organise your chaos.

This is a tattoo of a compass - with a map of the world behind it….Allegedly.

I got it in Thailand when I was 22, barefoot, broke, matted hair, dancing with fire and chaotically thriving. The tattoo artist didn’t speak English. I didn&r

I painted sunflowers because I needed something to look at that wasn’t the inside of my own brain.

This piece is bright and full of life — the complete opposite of how I’ve felt lately. Depression’s been doing donuts in my he

Naively when I started girl bossing - I did not grasp that one can simply girl boss too hard. Leading to severe burn out, an existential crisis and crying into your cat at 3am.

So - this weekend I’m not healing, growing, or journaling.

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