About Me

Growing up in a countryside village, back in the late 80s /early 90s, life was very different.

Children would be playing outside their homes, the May Fair would come to the village with Morris dancers & a May Queen Parade, Harvest Festival would be at the school full of donated food and autumnal displays. There was no screen in sight, and everyone seemed to live alongside the seasons.

Decades later and I find myself still inspired by those simpler times.

Countryside walks, the colours of the seasons throughout the year, those traditional moments of British heritage that can easily get forgotten in the hubbub of modern, working life.

My designs pay homage to those simpler times. When you’d be excited for the Easter fair and the egg colouring competition, when the summer parade travelled through the village on amazingly decorated float lorries… and when it was soon horse chestnut season, and conker competitions were in full swing (pardon the pun!). That was my English Country life at its best.

 

Creative Background

I started out with a passion for set design in theatre. At secondary school & art college, I was non-stop in creating concepts and drawing ideas for different productions and plays. I used to love the transportive power a set design had, and it’s ability to draw you into what was going on stage.

Over the past 13 years, although I’ve been in the creative industry, I’ve actually been building a very varied portfolio, but mostly in website design and marketing. So, I started Twelfth of the Fifth as a way to come back to what I loved; creating timeless designs and decorative concepts that come together to make cosy and curious spaces – a bit like the set designs I used to imagine.

I hope you enjoy looking around my designs, and that they bring you as much joy as they did me to make them.

“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”
Rachel Carson, Silent Spring