My work has always explored natural materials to evoke emotion while investigating environmental action, feminism, labour, memory, and themes of social justice. I have gathered stones and wrapped them in strip straw like bandages to store memories of landscapes now changed. I connect this work with Virginia Woolf’s expression “stones in my pockets” ... Woolf, who loaded stones into her pockets, walked into a river and drowned. A prophetic metaphor linking art, nature and humanity as water levels rise, and we drown under the weight of human actions.