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2025
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2025
Oh, Good Grief
Oh, Good Grief is a handmade book made using red and black cyanotypes, built around the idea of grief - not just as something painful, but as something with potential. The project came from personal loss: my best friend who passed and was buried in the forest. Since then, the woods have come to mean something much deeper. They’re not just a backdrop - they hold memory, feeling, and presence. This book is dedicated to them, and to a few others I’ve lost along the way.
Spending time in the forest became a way to process that loss. It helped me see grief differently - not as something to “get through,” but as something to live with. Some days it felt sharp and sudden, like flash lighting up a tree trunk in the dark. Other days, it was slow and heavy, like fog settling into the roots. The book tries to hold both sides.
Spending time in the forest became a way to process that loss. It helped me see grief differently - not as something to “get through,” but as something to live with. Some days it felt sharp and sudden, like flash lighting up a tree trunk in the dark. Other days, it was slow and heavy, like fog settling into the roots. The book tries to hold both sides.
Places We Used to Drink as Kids
"Places we used to drink as kids" is a nostalgia-fuelled photo series that aims to invoke feelings of loneliness and maybe even a little heartache. This series is created through cyanotypes attempted to be toned in red wine, taken over the course of a few months.
Growing up in Britain, often called for moments of escape from everyday life. For most, escape was drinking in a freezing field until 6am after telling your parents you’re at someone else’s house. Then years later wondering how you survived it so many times.
However, this project is also a nod and a strange thank you to all the kids we grew up with, whether they are still with us now, passed on, or living life at a distance, for allowing each other to be vulnerable and loud. These moments are what build us to be the people we are today.
It’s those stupid conversations on a park bench at 16 after half a bottle of vodka that somehow will never really feel meaningless and we hold in our hearts for years to come.
Places we used to drink in took place all over London, visiting places I used to go from ages 13–17 like Hampstead Heath, Battersea Park and even a farmers field in my home town, Debden.
Growing up in Britain, often called for moments of escape from everyday life. For most, escape was drinking in a freezing field until 6am after telling your parents you’re at someone else’s house. Then years later wondering how you survived it so many times.
However, this project is also a nod and a strange thank you to all the kids we grew up with, whether they are still with us now, passed on, or living life at a distance, for allowing each other to be vulnerable and loud. These moments are what build us to be the people we are today.
It’s those stupid conversations on a park bench at 16 after half a bottle of vodka that somehow will never really feel meaningless and we hold in our hearts for years to come.
Places we used to drink in took place all over London, visiting places I used to go from ages 13–17 like Hampstead Heath, Battersea Park and even a farmers field in my home town, Debden.