A deep, creative and transformative process, which supports you through your holistic awakening journey and individual personal health revolution

A deep, creative and transformative process, which supports you through your holistic awakening journey and individual personal health revolution

Shape Shifting Imagery

The Natural World (as seen through my eyes)

Image making is in my blood. Mavis Ronson was my amazing aunt and inspirer - and so many of my childhood memories are wrapped up in flashbacks involving her. From age eight I worked in her dark room, four flats down the corridor from ours, in an old mansion block on Maida Vale. I sat propped on a high stool in the corner of her converted bathroom and I was responsible for drying prints on a rolling machine. I observed her, a couple of feet away, sloshing white paper around in rectangular shaped plastic dishes filled with developing liquid. Such a totally fascinating process to watch as the chemicals brought each image to life.

My aunt, at the tender age of 22, in the mid 1950s, hitchhiked with a friend to Turkey and ended up spending five years travelling the world. This was a very unusual thing to do at that time - dangerous, adventurous and totally unheard of. She took her camera and captured images that she came home to develop and publish, and wrote a book too called We Never Meant To Go So Far. In the years that followed she became well known in both the music and fashion circles.

It was those same chemicals in that dark room that gave her breast cancer, and her five year journey with it over-shadowed those years for our family until she died age 46, when I was 13. Some of her original A3 prints of her voyage across our planet, in a time so many lifetimes ago, live on the walls of my home. They keep her spirit alive, and forever inspiring.

I share some of her work here. And I share my own views of our world - the little I have seen.

Image making is in my blood. Mavis Ronson was my amazing aunt and inspirer - and so many of my childhood memories are wrapped up in flashbacks involving her. From age eight I worked in her dark room, four flats down the corridor from ours, in an old mansion block on Maida Vale. I sat propped on a high stool in the corner of her converted bathroom and I was responsible for drying prints on a rolling machine. I observed her, a couple of feet away, sloshing white paper around in rectangular shaped plastic dishes filled with developing liquid. Such a totally fascinating process to watch as the chemicals brought each image to life.

My aunt, at the tender age of 22, in the mid 1950s, hitchhiked with a friend to Turkey and ended up spending five years travelling the world. This was a very unusual thing to do at that time - dangerous, adventurous and totally unheard of. She took her camera and captured images that she came home to develop and publish, and wrote a book too called We Never Meant To Go So Far. In the years that followed she became well known in both the music and fashion circles.

It was those same chemicals in that dark room that gave her breast cancer, and her five year journey with it over-shadowed those years for our family until she died age 46, when I was 13. Some of her original A3 prints of her voyage across our planet, in a time so many lifetimes ago, live on the walls of my home. They keep her spirit alive, and forever inspiring.

I share some of her work here. And I share my own views of our world - the little I have seen.

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