As all life requires water to survive it is unsurprising that there is harmony of form between many natural objects and this most precious of elements. This is before even taking into consideration how water creates forms through erosion in it's various physical states. 

I really enjoy finding parallels between water and flowers - the flowing curves of petals have many similarities to how water flows around rocks and over cliffs. Sometimes these connections happen instantly, other times I have to go searching for the synonymous form.

Water inspires me in so many different ways from its ever changing form to the way it creates reflections and plays with light.


Watching waves roll in is one of my favourite ways to dissipate stress and reconnect with nature. There is something so timeless and inevitable about them that makes almost all problems and worries diminish in significance.

They can be brutal or peaceful depending on the mood of the weather; resulting in them either smashing against the rocky cliffs and carving new shapes and forms or running softly and nimbly onto beaches leaving behind a smooth stroked surface.

There is such raw and strong energy in their formation and movements. An attraction that is more than just the pulling force of gravity and the influence of the moon on the tide. It is also in the sound, the power and the light it interacts with and manipulates.

I have spent hours watching and photographing the light on the waves in the various stages. As they gather momentum and the incredible halos of spray that glisten like that of a thousand diamonds, the beautiful blues and teal tones that exist right in the heart of the wave just before it breaks and the reflections of sunsets colours as the dance along the surface of calmer days.

I find such comfort in the continuity of the building and crashing of the waves, an oceanic rhythm that echos my own heartbeat. This is why the sea is where I run to when life gets a little too crazy, it both calms me and soothes me.




I also like the juxtaposition of the constancy of the cycle against the variation of the waves themselves. Like a snowflake each wave is unique to that moment in time. The pattern of the water it moves, the light it scatters and the sound it makes will only occur that way in that instant. It is a privilege to see it.

I am constantly inspired and captivated by the rolling curves and how light reflects off the undulations of its ever changing surface. 




The flow of water is what something that I was encouraged to imagine in my ballet classes, which given my love of nature and the outdoors was a relatively simple task. As I grew older, studied more physics and spent more time in places like the Lake District, the Tyrol and the Alps watching waterfalls and mountain streams I understood on a deeper level what my ballet teacher had been trying to make us convey in our movements. A fluidity of motion where there are no hesitations, where everything just flows.

One day spring day while I was photographing and sketching the bluebells in the wood near my home about five years ago it occured to me that there are some striking similarities in the texture, colours and interplay of light between the petals of a bluebell and that of a waterfall flowing over a cliff edge. It is a project I’m still working on but is the first project where I conciously included a water synonym. Since that realisation my design style has involved, it was like it opened my eyes to all the aspects of form that water and flowers share.