Forever grateful for meeting my soul dog in my twenties. (Puppy Nellie included at the end of course).

I started swimming in this river across from my house six years ago in lockdown. I’m not sure what moved me to get into ice cold water but it kept my mind quiet and remains to be the best way to reset my nervous system. I miss living so close to the sea, but it’s a pretty wonderful tonic in the meantime. I’m also a complete convert to the period pants from @hara_thelabel . I’ve never experienced comfort quite like it during the first few days that can be intense. It makes wild swimming that much simpler on your period too 🌞 ad

The weeks surrounding summer solstice were filled with warmth, good people and how I would happily live the rest of my days. Feathers, rocks, birding, fire cooking and wild swimming 🐦‍⬛ Solstice gathering with @elliker Wings found with dear friends The only place to cool down mid heatwave Signets, goslings and cootlets in London 🐦 New curlew thanks to the ever talented @amie.stephenson Nellie in Lyme @morvern.studios in their natural habitat Camping every month with my best friend The first swarm of bees I’ve come across The best days are spent on the coast More camping with Nellie A rescued newt from a campsite bathroom Good bark. New prints! (On my website now- in bio) My love My love with ducks (also their natural habitat) So much love really Getting swooshy grass videos And a special reward for making it this far

After camping almost every other week recently I’ve been using lots of enamel ware, one mug I picked up from Iceland over ten years ago as a souvenir, another from an artist in Dorset. They are lovely reminders and story tellers of adventures had, so I designed my own :) Featuring one of my favourite birds, kestrels are known for hovering with their heads perfectly still whilst they hunt. A sight I will never tire of. The kestrel will only be a limited batch of 12 🐦‍⬛ (laser etched by a lovely Cornish business)

I think it’s been art and getting outside that’s kept me grounded in such a turbulent start to the year. Now we’re halfway through, I’m reflecting on some wonderful commissions (including a commercial illustration job I absolutely loved) and few more things in the pipeline.

Truth be told I’m in a slight creative block, that might just be the heatwave in England at the moment too though. But these are some things I’ve actually loved making recently 🐦‍⬛🐞

In the wilds of a temperate rainforest on Dartmoor capturing the film crew and @lyrband for @woodlandtrust was a highlight of last year. Any day spent working outside is always a treat for the mind & soul 🌳

Swallows migrating back to the UK, wrens nesting in the garden and red kites high overhead on drives across Hampshire. Observing signs of the seasons changing and translating them into pottery has been the biggest joy. The fact that a few of these pieces have found new homes with you already is equally as lovely.

I live for these places. I dream about this river. The trees I was shown by a friend two years ago, he paused and spoke softly; reminding me that if we took a moment, the birds begin to sing more loudly again in our own stillness. A reminder I carry with me daily.

This spring has felt like the hawthorn and blackthorn in blossom. A dark, scrubby hedgerow thought to be without purpose and lacking direction. But come late spring the explosions of firework like branches appear, heavy with flowers in hues of white and pink. Birds nesting closer to the ground use their thorns as protection. Autumn follows with their abundant berries to keep both land & sky creatures fed. Hawthorne for the heart, blackthorn -sloes- for circulation (and gin).

I miss her dearly but I don’t think I’m grieving, not anymore. I know now that I’ll be by the coast again soon. Either in a tent, a van or bricks and mortar. If there’s anything I’ve learned in my five years living in Cornwall, it’s that I belong near the sea.

6 years in barefoot shoes. Trails, hikes, scrambling over rocks, walks to the shop and the occasional run. I will never not choose shoes that move with my feet 👣 @vivobarefoot Just for spring, the code anya.wilding25off will save you a few pennies if you’re thinking about investing in future of your feet Film snaps by @james.william.r -AD

Okay spring, I’m listening. I hear the bird chorus that starts before sunrise, the buzzards mewing on every walk. Peregrine mating calls and church bells in the town. Woodland streams lined with wild garlic. Nettle, cleavers, primrose, bluebells. Are you wearing a coat? Is it too early for shorts?

Only nine pieces for now, expect lots of birds and lots of blue 🐟

A recent commission for @mariannejmusic where we combined elements of her lifestyle in Devon with her new music, inspired by folk art and the blue landscape drawings from my sketchbook 🦢

new original seaweed cyanotypes & ink drawings are available now in my online shop 🌷

Whilst we have decided to part ways, I will eternally be grateful for 8 years filled with adventure and creativity with you. Meeting at 15 & 17 and being a team well into our twenties is uncommon. School, college, university, freelance life, running a business together, multiple van conversions and raising a wonderful dog. I don’t regret a moment of it. I don’t feel as if I owe social media an explanation, but more so to communicate with the extended community I’ve found here, for the armfuls of people who have experienced the same growing pains. Our next chapter begins as a friendship between two people who were lucky to grow up together

Natural habitat. A more suitable time to start the new year film snaps from @james.william.r 🌞

I deeply advocate for slowing down in winter, but this winter has been far from that. A very busy December as a maker & freelancer lead into a sudden uprooting of our workshop and home. February will hopefully include a soft(ish) landing and finding my feet again.

a few more film photos not to be forgotten. I think the quiet call of Scotland might be with me forever now.