Inpspired by Woolf's words, 'unless one's to blow out'. The candle in the window flickers with each blow of the breeze. Its yellow...

An illustration from last year's @CreateNEL funded project about the Waterworks Woods in Grimsby. The story of the Waterworks Woods is...

I'm not sure why but I'm feeling the urge to write rather than draw this week. It must be the heat. This piece is about how Grimsby is...

When one stray thought, contaminates the rest, like a red sock in a white wash.

Pelargoniums and petunias. The last day of June. The blood-red blooms of pelargoniums spill from their pots. Petunias, so pink it hurts...

Some thoughts around being the mum of a soon-to-be teenager and our speeded-up world and its impact on the environment. Filling the...

Some thoughts on social media. Some journal pages thoughts on social media. On the one hand, it's great. I love having connections with...

Anxiety Like being crushed, between feeling too much , about what's over and gone , and fretting too much , about whatever's to come ,...

Guided tour of the Humberston Fitties with Binbrook WI. I took a guided walk around the Humberston Fitties yesterday, as part of my work...

Lovely afternoon creating work around islands and water and communication based around thinking around the mounds in the marshes that...

Sunday The door has shut. The car gone. And with it the energy has drained from the house. Solace is to be found in the garden. Away from...

Journal page inspired by doing the pots. There’s a reason sinks are put by windows, they allow for the distraction of watching, as a...

I've been thinking a bit differently about my garden in the light of the red-hot temperatures we're living with at the minute. I always...

Over the last few weeks I've been inspired by two people reading poetry. The first was Harriet Tarlo when we did Beach of Dreams...

Pupils work based around the idea of islands and communication. Tuesday 16 June I was in Laceby Acres Primary Academy talking about the...

Picturing the marshy scene in early Grimsby. Amid the bogs. The swamps. The marshes. Is where the rain comes filtered through Wolds'...

Toothill in Grimsby was one of many hills that were used as look-out points. Going into Laceby Acres school today to talk about the Seven...

On Friday I took part in a careers event, setting up a colour and chat table. I've designed more than a hundred colouring sheets over the...

The marshes and mounds of Grimsby. Artwork for a school workshop talking about Seven Hills of Grimsby*. I will read this to the students...

Somebody still loves us, despite how tatty our fur is. On Friday, wending my way from Freeman Street to home, on my bike. I felt an...