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I joke that my Mum put a crochet hook in my hand before I could even walk.
In reality I walked at 10 months and by the time my sister came along when I was Two I was already following so many women in my family by experimenting with wool and a hook. Crochet is my first creative love and remains the strongest. It pulls me back whenever I need comforting or reminding who I really am inside.
It felt right to finish this residency with something I love so much and has been with me for as long as I can remember.
I’ve used hooks and thread inherited from great aunty Nelly. Embodying the family heritage that taught me so much.
I’ve been full of mixed emotions finishing up this work. Excitement especially with the crystal spheres and how beautifully crochet lends to the shape and more sad than I realised I would be at it all coming to an end.


I want to thank all my tutors and technicians in UWTSD for the most amazing experience and their continued support. They have touched my life in a way I hadn’t expected and leaving them weighs heavy in my heart.
I felt at the start of this journey that I was in a no mans land. Now writing my last post I feel somewhat lost. But there is still so much to play for. A new course on the horizon with all the new learning and opportunities that will bring.

For all the future adventures, princesses and warriors,
dream big,
the world is ours for the taking.