The city is barely there—just a silhouette softened by mist, dissolving beneath the surface. Ghostlike fish drift between the towers, while below, a dense bed of blue hydrangeas stretches outward, animated by living fish that move through the coral-like petals.

Still We Swim reflects on interspecies connection and quiet interdependence, shaped in part by a flower show at Salisbury Cathedral and the skyline visible from my studio. The hydrangeas, long linked to water, offer both memory and metaphor—a reminder of what persists, even as the world shifts around it.