ORIGINAL ART
Paintings
PRETTY CREATURES

Open for a surprise II
£140.00
The sun touches the back of my neck, a place I have long neglected. It is awakening a part of me I had forgotten.
Yet even as I rise into this light, I carry remnants of my old form. The skin still clings, dark green fading into purple, bruised and brittle. It dries, it cracks, it dies.

Coming out the pod
£140.00
The alarm rings, and with every vibration I feel myself shaken awake.
Slowly, gently, I rise, each tremor revealing more of what has been hidden beneath. The shock of it steals my breath, but soon I adapt. The chill of air and water against my new skin becomes less of a threat and more of a baptism.

Poppies in the dark
£160.00
There is a softness in the dark that feels almost like a return. A warm, enveloping space like being held in the womb, suspended in the creatrix void where everything is possible and nothing is yet demanded. In this piece, I wanted to capture that fleeting moment before transformation, when the cocoon is still intact but already beginning to fracture.

Poppies in the light
£160.00
A celebration of emergence, of the courage it takes to step into visibility. The red petals are not just flowers; they are signals of vitality, of passion, of the undeniable truth that growth cannot be contained forever. There is a tenderness in this unveiling, but also a strength. The bloom does not apologise for its brightness.
FRAGMENTS

The magicians escape
£160.00
Yearning to disappear. To vanish from the expectations and the noise and the weight of being. But also longing to be found. To be seen. To be told that you are allowed to leave. There is magic in the moment before flight. In the tension between staying and going. In the silence that answers our loudest questions.

Anpu
£314.00
There is anxiety in that question. A quiet ache. The fear that I have not done enough. That I am not enough. I have made this an ideal state for myself. A place I return to when the noise of the world grows too loud. I ask myself—have I done enough good to get into heaven. Have I lived well. Have I honoured my time on earth.

I bleed red & blue
£160.00
This piece is my way of asking: Where can I feel safe enough to let it out? Instead of surrendering to the chaos, I choose to channel it. I take the confusion, the emotional noise, and turn it into something meaningful. That’s what I call Emotional Alchemy the transformation of inner turmoil into creative force.

You burst my bubble!
£160.00
Pain is no longer just sensation it’s a ritual. It hurts, deeply. Like the sting and pressure of bursting a spot on your skin: sharp, throbbing, intimate. But then it fades. And in that emptiness, I find myself chasing it again. Over and over. Pain has become my compass, my addiction, my proof of life.


