In a world of fables and mystery there lies The Whispering Wild where creatures are born with wildness in their souls and songs in their hearts |
I was a child that dreamt amongst the leaves and ached to feed my bare warm toes in cool mud. Nature was my ever-generous treasure chest, gifting me sweet finds of nibbled nuts and pearlescent shells. I would store them for quiet admiration in used matchboxes and discarded camera film cases. My struggles through my young life were always softened by the blackbirds’ song. Nature ran deep in my veins and I loved it whole heartedly. As I grew up my confidence slowly retreated, hiding itself beneath a fortress of brambles in my soul. I was constantly wondering my place, never fitting in. I daydreamed about frosty morning fields for most of my teenage years.
After applying myself to many jobs that never quite felt right I realised that my release was to come home and create the wonders I had seen. Could I possibly turn this passion into something that feeds me? just as nature had done for my soul for all those years. I worried that with no formal training I would dissolve into the background but once more she was there to reassure me that she is my college of wild. So I simply began and with it the brambles that for so long encased my confidence began to flower. After many years creating from my shed, I am now lucky enough to have my own little studio that opens onto the woodland, occasionally I am open for exhibitions or private viewing, why not take a look at my workshops page to find out more information.
After applying myself to many jobs that never quite felt right I realised that my release was to come home and create the wonders I had seen. Could I possibly turn this passion into something that feeds me? just as nature had done for my soul for all those years. I worried that with no formal training I would dissolve into the background but once more she was there to reassure me that she is my college of wild. So I simply began and with it the brambles that for so long encased my confidence began to flower. After many years creating from my shed, I am now lucky enough to have my own little studio that opens onto the woodland, occasionally I am open for exhibitions or private viewing, why not take a look at my workshops page to find out more information.
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One of the aspects of creating that brings me the most joy is sharing the process and finished creation with you be that painting, sculpture or word.
During a recent difficult year I discovered that sharing my words whilst out in nature made myself and those who follow my pages feel closer and a part of something more.
It moved and inspired me so much that I decided to take an adventure into creating my own podcast.
I didn't have to look far for the name, The Whispering Wild already says it all. Clicking on my podcast logo will take you to the platform to be able to listen. It's a recipe made up of a big helping of soothing sounds, a ladle full of my humble thoughts, a sprinkling of joy as we discover new creatures together and a small drop of folklore through storytelling.
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