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In early spring I yearn for sunshine so I can bask in its warmth and light. The same is true for overwintering butterflies such as the Peacock Butterfly on the cliff above Nanjizal.

There is a particular elegance to the waves that curve into Whitesands Bay at Gwenver. They seem to weave together in a stately dance. In this textile collage I describe the interacting forms in hand-dyed, light reflective fabrics that shift and change like the sea.

Seeking an antidote to January, I have created 'Red Anemones in Olive Grove' a textile collage full of summer sunlight that shifts and changes as you walk by

The Podolico cows of Southern Italy roam free in the landscape. How I wish all cattle had this experience, it was a joy to witness.

The rich surfaces and light reflection of my textile collages are particularly suited to creating the dynamic qualities of moving water. The wave curves through deep sea-greens and teal then crashes in intricately cut foam of silk, satin and velvet.

I have a particular love for the delicate blooms of camellia 'Rainbow' that flowers in winter. Hand-dyed silks and satins capture the blushing from white to pink on the tip of each petal, with velvet describing the rich crown of stamens.

The leaves on my maple tree turn many different shades of crimson and yellow. I have been watching them float down-stream. The challenge in this textile collage was to convey the leaves beneath and on the surface of the river. Added to this I have, for the first time, strung the overhanging grasses with a spider's web. It shimmers, fading and re-appearing in changing light.

The oak woods that line the banks of tidal estuaries on Cornwall's south coast have a particular beauty. I hope I have conveyed something of this in my textile collage 'Overhanging Oak'.

The variety of leaf colour on one maple tree can be extraordinary. Autumn breezes have been blowing them from my tree and I have watched the leaves float by.

An autumn Sunday brings people and their dogs to the edge of the sea. Tall, short, old and young, all put a paw in the water and some glory in the surf.

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