Where I live, you cannot help but notice the swathes of seaweed strewn across our beaches, their acerbic scent filling the salty air, giving the coastline a wild and unkempt aesthetic. In such abundance it’s easy to overlook this remnant of life under the sea. Drawn to examine these sea plants, I saw that every piece was unique, that their luminosity changed when not submerged in water, their shapes and colours shifting dramatically as they dried; subtle variations of red, purple, green, and brown.

It seems as if the seaweed, cast away en-masse, coming and going with the tides, is a glimpse of life from another world; an ode to the sea and all its wild changeability.