I thought inspiration was something other people had. Faced with a blank wall and no brief, I unravelled, questioning my creativity, my career, and why ideas never seem to arrive easily. This piece follows the long, messy path that led me to Guinevere: a figure who needed to reclaim her own heart, just as I needed to accept the way my ideas actually form.

When a small community commission in Ilford turned into a six-storey mural, I found my purpose. The Weaver became the mural that transformed my practice, weaving together women, textiles, and community stories into the first legend of a much bigger series.