I dream so often that I can fly that I have moments where I’m not quite sure if my flying skills are a fantasy or a fact.

In one memorable dream, I was The Goddess of Colour, flying over a landscape of kaleidoscope hues. I felt lost until a voice whispered, “Purple is the way home.” As I flew over fields of lavender, I transformed into a Raven.

In another dream, I became The Guardian of the Gateway. I held a staff while wearing a cloak of gold, fashioned into feathers. I sailed through the galaxy on a galleon ship carried by seven white, sea snake dragons. I was part human, part Barn Owl.

Driven to capture, record, and share my wild encounters and dream time experiences, I explored ideas on canvas merging human form and bird. These flat pieces were lifeless, static, and detached from the viewer.

Who hasn’t spread out their arms imagining the wings of a bird? A solution, take art off the wall, out of the fragile glassed frame, to make it a movable extension of you.

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Guardian of the Imagination

Night Owl in the Lake District

I was wandering around the British countryside interacting with animals. Some wild and some more docile like this beautiful cow. Just behind the wall, there was the sweetest calf almost identical to its mother.

Inspired by the beauty of Mother Nature

It is nature that is the great artist. All I attempt to do is capture a snapshot of the beauty that’s already there.

Mother Nature is my muse

I spent much of my life growing up near Grange over Sands in the Cumbria Lake District. I feel incredibly lucky that I have such vibrant countryside so full of life around me for my whole life. Here the sun sets near my childhood home.

Pheasant Phoenix on lava

Goddess of Fire known on Hawaii as Pelehonuamea or Pele “She who shapes the sacred land.” Pele continues to devour the south of the Big Island with molten lava, creating new land and, in turn, new life, mirroring the life cycle of the Phoenix.

Fiery Phoenix in San Diego’s Botanic Garden

Some theories suggested that the myth originated from the bright colors of a flying male pheasant bursting out from the hedgerow and so was born the Pheasant Phoenix.

Omnipresent Pheasant Phoenix

Comparing wings with Icarus while preparing for our first flight

Mother Nature’s polka dots

Anything worth having doesn’t come easy.

Like Woodpecker, pursue your dreams one peck at a time, a little bit every day.

The Spirit of Woman

The white markings on the back of this Kingfisher represent her life force, the spirit of woman, and mother nature.