It was 1998; I was pregnant and I was in the midst of a serious nesting phase, preparing my home for the baby. On an excursion I found myself in the back of a dusty antique shop admiring a wrought iron chair with colourful glass discs mounted in its back. There was just something incredibly seductive about these swirled glass roundels;  I saw them as gorgeous sparkling jewels embedded into the furniture.

Perhaps it was the pregnancy hormones, but I fell in love with the idea of ‘bejewelling’ my home with glass, so when my son was 6 months old I enrolled in a glass course to do just that. Within a year every surface of my little flat was embellished with glass: each window adorned with glass hangings, each pane of safety glass swapped for stained glass and each wall illuminated with glowing light boxes in jewel-like colours.

With six years’ training under my belt and a postgraduate certificate in Glass & Architecture from Central Saint Martins in my pocket, I set up my studio. I now reside in a larger house, but I still live by the ethos of bejewelling my home. My glass pieces bring sparkling colour to the space and my handmade glass jewels for the home make me happy.