"When I understand myself, I understand you,

then out of that understanding comes love."

-Jiddu Krishnamurti. 

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I would describe myself as a highly sensitive intuitive individual who has a deep connection with nature.

I've been aware of my natural intuitive abilities from an early age.

My earliest valued connections were with horses rather than humans. In 2017 I was forced to rehome my small herd of horses as a result of degenerative disc disease.          

The time of rest that followed their departure was pivotal in that it allowed me to further explore my interest in the study of psychic science at the Arthur Findlay College and hence begin my journey

into spirit art.

I have a B.A Hons degree in Fine Art and have formally studied Neuro Linguistic Programming (NLP), Gestault, Animal Communication and I am qualified as an EAL Therapist in Equine Assisted Therapy.

I have travelled extensively, Peru, Nepal, India, and Africa.

In India I came across the teachings of Jiddu Krishnamurti, they have been a fabulous  inspiration to me, also the writings of Rupert Sheldrake on Morphic Resonance.

The work of Temple Grandin has also greatly inspired.

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1991 at the age of 19, after completing a National Diploma course in Fine art and ceramics at Carmarthen College of Art,

I retreated to the 'Black Mountains' in Wales.

The Wild Welsh landscape seemed to beckon me.

Here I stayed for over a year feasting off the mountain air wandering the old drover roads, the ancient sheep and cattle tracks still visible today etched into the mountainside.

The old cottage I stayed in became my studio my home, a retreat from everyday day living. 

One of my most memorable moments of living on the mountain was a chance meeting with renowned painter Sir Howard Hodgkin, it was at an Easter lunch in 1992.

The cottage I was staying in was part of Garth Farm which was owned by my Land Lady Jenny Morris and her husband Johnny.

Their son, Wood (Les Misérables) came up from London, he was a friend of painter Howard Hodgkin and had invited him and his partner to lunch on the day.  

I've never been much of a talker and have always much preferred to observe others quietly from a distance.

Howard Hodgkin, and his paintings had often been a great inspiration to me.

Amongst the chatter and sounds of knives and forks on china plates I suddenly became aware of a brief silence and realised that the attention of the table seemed to be on me, I looked up from my plate and realised Howard was talking to me, he seemed to be enthralled by the shape, form and line of my nose. He asked whether I was aware of how beautiful it was, I couldn't really respond I wanted to say no but the word was silent, he then said that it must be roman in origin yes? I must have blushed and starring at the remaining vegetables on my plate I answered that "yes Roman, my father is Italian"

So kind in his voice, and his comment seemed somewhat inspiringly out of place at an Easter lunch,  I smiled. Howard's attention to detail and awareness of form immediately perceptible in his work as an artist was even more inspirational in his relationship with the world in general.  

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Sir Howard Hodgkin died on the 9th of March 2017 which coincided with the first occasion I attended the Arthur Findlay College.

At present I live with my dog, husband and son in a wooden house which I designed, set in a seven-acre woodland,  in County Galway on the West Coast of Ireland.