I created this piece through a fast, intuitive process, allowing the ink to move freely across the surface without overthinking its direction. The sweeping arcs and layered strokes echo the rhythm of tides; rising, pulling, and receding; mirroring the shifting nature of my inner landscape.

WThe darker bands hold a sense of weight and intensity, while the lighter, more translucent marks suggest moments of release or clarity. Fine, erratic lines cut across the flow like intrusive thoughts, disrupting the calm and creating tension within the composition.

Working in monochrome allowed me to focus purely on movement, contrast, and emotion. There’s no fixed point here; just a continuous cycle of motion that reflects how thoughts and feelings can spiral, overlap, and eventually settle, even if only briefly.

I created this piece through a fast, intuitive process, allowing the ink to move freely across the surface without overthinking its direction. The sweeping arcs and layered strokes echo the rhythm of tides; rising, pulling, and receding; mirroring the shifting nature of my inner landscape.

The darker bands hold a sense of weight and intensity, while the lighter, more translucent marks suggest moments of release or clarity. Fine, erratic lines cut across the flow like intrusive thoughts, disrupting the calm and creating tension within the composition.

Working in monochrome allowed me to focus purely on movement, contrast, and emotion. There’s no fixed point here; just a continuous cycle of motion that reflects how thoughts and feelings can spiral, overlap, and eventually settle, even if only briefly.In Spring Tide, I worked instinctively, allowing the ink to surge and settle in its own rhythm, much like the tidal forces that inspired it. The sweeping vertical and horizontal gestures echo the pull between opposing energies; rise and fall, tension and release.

The darker, pooled areas carry a sense of weight and accumulation, like water gathering at its fullest reach, while the softer washes and feathered edges suggest retreat and erosion. Splatters and broken lines interrupt the flow, mirroring the unpredictability of both natural forces and internal states.

I was interested in capturing that moment when everything feels heightened; when the tide is at its peak and movement becomes unavoidable. The composition holds that pressure, that quiet intensity, where change is not only imminent but already in motion.

I created this piece through a fast, intuitive process, allowing the ink to move freely across the surface without overthinking its direction. The sweeping arcs and layered strokes echo the rhythm of tides; rising, pulling, and receding; mirroring the shifting nature of my inner landscape.

The darker bands hold a sense of weight and intensity, while the lighter, more translucent marks suggest moments of release or clarity. Fine, erratic lines cut across the flow like intrusive thoughts, disrupting the calm and creating tension within the composition.

Working in monochrome allowed me to focus purely on movement, contrast, and emotion. There’s no fixed point here; just a continuous cycle of motion that reflects how thoughts and feelings can spiral, overlap, and eventually settle, even if only briefly.In Spring Tide, I worked instinctively, allowing the ink to surge and settle in its own rhythm, much like the tidal forces that inspired it. The sweeping vertical and horizontal gestures echo the pull between opposing energies; rise and fall, tension and release.

The darker, pooled areas carry a sense of weight and accumulation, like water gathering at its fullest reach, while the softer washes and feathered edges suggest retreat and erosion. Splatters and broken lines interrupt the flow, mirroring the unpredictability of both natural forces and internal states.

I was interested in capturing that moment when everything feels heightened; when the tide is at its peak and movement becomes unavoidable. The composition holds that pressure, that quiet intensity, where change is not only imminent but already in motion.I approached this piece with restraint, allowing the ink to fall and settle on its own terms. The vertical forms emerged through gravity rather than force; each mark a record of time passing rather than a gesture imposed.

The darker columns feel anchored, almost like submerged structures or distant figures, while the softer, bleeding edges suggest quiet dissolution. There’s a sense of slowing here, of things stretching out and thinning as they descend.

I was interested in the space between control and surrender; how little intervention is needed for something to feel complete. In this drawing, the movement is subtle but constant, echoing a quieter emotional state where intensity gives way to stillness, and everything begins to settle beneath the surface.

I created this piece through a fast, intuitive process, allowing the ink to move freely across the surface without overthinking its direction. The sweeping arcs and layered strokes echo the rhythm of tides; rising, pulling, and receding; mirroring the shifting nature of my inner landscape.

The darker bands hold a sense of weight and intensity, while the lighter, more translucent marks suggest moments of release or clarity. Fine, erratic lines cut across the flow like intrusive thoughts, disrupting the calm and creating tension within the composition.

Working in monochrome allowed me to focus purely on movement, contrast, and emotion. There’s no fixed point here; just a continuous cycle of motion that reflects how thoughts and feelings can spiral, overlap, and eventually settle, even if only briefly.In Spring Tide, I worked instinctively, allowing the ink to surge and settle in its own rhythm, much like the tidal forces that inspired it. The sweeping vertical and horizontal gestures echo the pull between opposing energies; rise and fall, tension and release.

The darker, pooled areas carry a sense of weight and accumulation, like water gathering at its fullest reach, while the softer washes and feathered edges suggest retreat and erosion. Splatters and broken lines interrupt the flow, mirroring the unpredictability of both natural forces and internal states.

I was interested in capturing that moment when everything feels heightened; when the tide is at its peak and movement becomes unavoidable. The composition holds that pressure, that quiet intensity, where change is not only imminent but already in motion.I approached this piece with restraint, allowing the ink to fall and settle on its own terms. The vertical forms emerged through gravity rather than force; each mark a record of time passing rather than a gesture imposed.

The darker columns feel anchored, almost like submerged structures or distant figures, while the softer, bleeding edges suggest quiet dissolution. There’s a sense of slowing here, of things stretching out and thinning as they descend.

I was interested in the space between control and surrender; how little intervention is needed for something to feel complete. In this drawing, the movement is subtle but constant, echoing a quieter emotional state where intensity gives way to stillness, and everything begins to settle beneath the surface.I let the ink move freely here, giving up control and allowing it to find its own path. What began as a loose, intuitive process now feels less accidental and more like something revealed; something closer to a confession than a composition.

I built the surface through layered fragments, creating a fractured, muted ground that holds a sense of accumulation; like traces of old thoughts or half-formed memories. Into that, I introduced dense black ink, watching it gather and bleed, forming a weighted centre that anchors the piece.

From this mass, the marks extend outward in thin, searching lines; fragile, uncertain, reaching. There’s a tension that sits between the soft dispersal of diluted ink and the sharper, more deliberate interruptions that cut through it. That contrast feels important to me.

When I look at it now, I see a restless state held in suspension; layered, unsettled, and unfiltered. It captures a moment where structure begins to break down, and something more instinctive and honest takes its place.