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The part I usually keep hidden — the rough photos that started it all. A reminder that every “clean” print began with a lot of guessing, tweaking and small accidents.

From tangled branches to tidy shapes 🍊 This started as a photo I took on a walk — all colour and chaos — and somehow ended up calm. Still learning how to find order in the mess (both in art and life tbh).

Sometimes London gives you a sky that looks fake — so I made it even faker. Peckham Rye, before & after.

The photo felt quiet, almost sleepy. I turned it into something that looks how it felt to be there.