Everyone has their one thing, their one place.

Some people lose hours in old bookshops. Some collect records or vintage cameras. Others dream of mountains, castles or faraway cities. Mine has always been the ocean.

Not just the water itself, but everything that has come before us. The stories carried by old fishing lures. Tide-worn timber. Weathered maps. Handwritten logbooks. Shells gathered along the tide line. The quiet evidence of lives lived by the sea.

I have always been curious. Curious about who walked these beaches before me. Curious about the fishermen who cast a favourite lure hundreds of times. Curious about the stories held inside the things we almost walk past.

Daughter of the Drift grew from that curiosity. It is my way of bottling moments and ideas before they disappear.

Through paintings, objects, logbooks and collected treasures, I hope to inspire you to slow down, notice the little things and see the world with fresh eyes. To keep the shell that reminds you of a holiday. To write down where you found your first shark tooth. To hang something on your wall that makes you remember a story rather than simply fill a space.

I don't believe the most valuable things are always the rarest. Often, they're simply the ones we chose to notice.

If something I create encourages you to wander a little slower, collect a little more thoughtfully, or preserve a memory that might otherwise have slipped away, then Daughter of the Drift has done exactly what it was made to do.

Welcome to my little corner of the tide line.