Just a little background, if you don’t know my work….#WhenBeastsSpoke is a collection of illustrated thoughts from the animal’s perspective. Contemplations on anything from self-love and gratitude, to observations on the little things and joys of nature. And I paint the animals.

Going for the off-her-rocker-gardening-lady look today, as I repot my new plants. Think I’m pulling it off rather nicely. My partner thinks the first selfie is better. I’m inclined to agree. 👩‍🌾🫜🪴☀️

So chuffed to have my Bombus painting on the cover of the John Clare Society’s journal for July!. Thank you, Simon, for thinking of my art for this @ kovesi. bsky. social 💛. Here’s a little peek… . #JohnClare #johnclarepoetry #JohnClareSociety

A little teaser of what I’ve been up to today… 🧡

Beside the ancient oaks Stag stood tall among the trees,.his soul so wise, his spirit free. He roamed beneath the #BuckMoon that lit up the forest night,.with every step, a contemplation on the shift of time. Summer's end would soon give way.to autumnal shades and shortened days.

… how to sign up for my newsletter (and a summer discount code that will be sent out soon!) #shopsmall #smallbusiness #summersale .

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…which one?.

Thinking of submitting one, or perhaps a few, of these to a rather special (and likely highly competitive) exhibition opportunity. Would be really lovely to have my work included… which one do you reckon I should go for? .#wildlifeartist #wildlifeart

Where daisies grow and Hedgehogs whisper,.the birds above make the light gently flicker. Where daisies grow the world quietly waits.for moments of peace that only nature creates. Where daisies grow it's best to tread lightly,.They may share their secrets if you ask them politely.

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Finished teaching for the summer… so impressed with their work this block!🙌 .#YoungArtists #FunkyTown #ArtClasses

A little lavander bee looking for a home. 20x20cm, oil on canvas, £210.💜

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Is this a wasp’s nest?.

Donkey had mischief in his eyes. He had been thinking about all the things he would achieve this week and how 'good' he'd be. Now it'd come, he wasn't feeling it. He knew it was enough to do his best, plus it was a lot more fun just being himself. His adorable, mischievous self.

Having a bit of a rough time at the moment, so instead of working today I decided to take a leaf out of Poppy’s book and spend some time looking out of the window watching the world go by, think I did a pretty good impression of her intense gaze. We saw several birds. She was

Bumble bee was one of the happiest of all the bees. He’d buzz and bumble around the spring flowers and appreciate every single one of them. He didn’t get to take the flowers home, just love them for a second and move on. Maybe that’s why he was so happy…no attachment, just love.

Harvest Mouse had found her kindred spirits - little souls with curious hearts and gentle paws. Like her, they loved sharing their joy. They taught each other how to wobble in the wind, how to tumble in style and how to find the best perch to watch this delightful world go by.

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