“I lived on a small island for the first eight years of my life. Our house was a hundred yards from the sea, down a Tamarisk lane. The beach was my playground in all weathers, and the salty air was the smell of home.
When my family moved to West Cornwall, I was a two mile walk from the sea, but still close enough to spend my days watching the waves and swimming in the Atlantic ocean.
For most of my adult I life, I lived and worked in Cornwall, never far from the sea.
I have spent thousands of hours on the shore; watching sunlight catching the edge of a wave; the gathering rain clouds; the storms breaking. The love and respect I have for the sea is deep rooted and permanent.
It is, quite simply, part of who I am.”