When Charles Darwin studied living things, seeing a specimen was never enough. He walked and talked with the botanist Henslow, he collected samples, and his ‘study and greenhouse were cluttered with pots growing’ things.*

In the garden plants adapt and evolve. I experience with joy and with trepidation the changing seasons, cycles of growth, the transient and unpredictable. Planting, protecting, weeding, and nurturing, I collaborate with nature and attempt to reveal something we cannot see, a hidden landscape of the physical and psychological.

In this space, time passes. Things live, die, decay and grow - and nature and culture play their part in the momentum of a never ending cycle.