University Campus Suffolk

Ten minutes in the studio this morning and I come to a realisation on how I see my work. My fascination with water, dripping and colour and nature all stem from my fear of loss and the need to keep a memory. I was watching myself drip water onto a sea of green when I suddenly saw it truly as a drop of water running from fear. Because once the water droplet has soaked completely onto the paper it has lost; it is forever gone. The same with watercolours spreading into one another, it’s their path that they create; they’re impression on the world for that short time. My work seems to show the fight between techniques and their survival throughout my process.