I have two dogs and if they don't get walked, they eat the furniture. So, we walk the countryside around my home in Norfolk. If you spot a lady in a high-vis jacket being pulled along by an enthusiastic labrador and a furry lurcher, a camera bouncing around her neck and with an armful of dry cow parsley, that will be me. Everywhere I look there are pictures: long-tailed tits in the brambles; a hare startled by our passing; and last year's cow parsley skeletal against a Norfolk sky. These are the things which inspire my printmaking and when things become too serious I grab a paintbrush and invent my own landscapes filled with tiny birds and animals for other people to find.