In 2001 I planted over 200 trees in the acre field beside my home. They were small bare root whips slipped into a slot in the ground opened up by a spade. I planted them in groups of 5 or 7 and left an open meadow space in the middle of the field. In the early years the trees struggled to compete with the abundant gorse and bramble. I would cut my way into the undergrowth freeing up strangled trees.  After 10 years the birches, rowans, oaks, holly, alder merged with the sally willows to form a wood. The bramble still grows beneath them. The gorse is confined. Ferns and moss flourish in the damp and shade. In Autumn red squirrels from Cratloe Woods make the perilous scamper across the road to raid the hazels and the cones of the Scots Pines. In 2022 I built a small house in the open meadow area leaving the trees in place. I have started growing a garden planted with pollinator friendly plants, some of them from previous gardens, like the pale purple Irises that came from my grandmothers garden, around the house.  I live surrounded by trees. These spring mornings I step out into a curtain of green full of birds going about their noisy business. This daily immersion gives me food for thought and new ideas.

Robins and wrens in the new porcelain tiles delivered to the Hunt Museum Gift Shop this week. I am continuing to experiment with a technique that is new to me - washing away clay around a stencil to add a slight  raised relief to the surface - and  I am also playing around with the density of the blue stains.

The warm days of the last week have coaxed the trees out of their Winter hibernation. Fresh green leaves are uncurling. The birches unfold first, followed by the catkins on the willow trees and the hazel leaves. Surrounded by all these new beginnings it feels like a very good time to launch this new version of my website. I look forward to adding images of fresh work and to having this space to record the development of my work.