My return to painting is a homecoming to a path I first glimpsed at a young age, when I was offered a place at art college but lacked the family support to take it. Life carried me instead into London’s design industry, where I built a career as a finance manager, while collecting ceramics on the side. Even in that structured world, I found myself drawn to the visual — the way objects, materials, and spaces communicate without words.

After moving from London to Suffolk and raising two children, the space to reconnect with my creative voice finally opened. Throughout my life I’ve been anchored by practices that cultivate presence — yoga, mindfulness, natural wellbeing — and these have shaped both my way of seeing and the quiet, contemplative tone of my work. My palette leans toward muted, grounded colours that echo the calm I seek in daily life.

A constant thread has been my lifelong collecting of 1930s and 40s ceramics. Their worn surfaces, gentle curves, and lived histories appear throughout my paintings. These objects carry the intimacy of domestic life — the traces of hands, routines, and stories — and they mirror my own journey of returning to what was once set aside.

Coming back to painting later in life has given me a clarity I didn’t have at eighteen. My work is shaped by accumulated experience: motherhood, movement, stillness, and the quiet resilience of ordinary things. It is not reinvention but reclamation — a full circle return to the creative life that was always waiting.