When I was at school I came across Kat Macleod's artwork in a Frankie magazine.
At this time I was an art virgin. Kat Macleod struck something inside me, stoked an unknown fire, a flame I didn't know burnt inside me.

I poured over her loose, somewhat accidental technique and so my love affair with water colours.

I especially remember my fascination with the last image. The minimalism and shape had me captivated.