Window light, hair still damp

My name is Fern. I’m from Galway, though I’ve learned to find home wherever the wildflowers grow, which, happily, is most places. I spend my days illustrating the quiet beauty of the botanical world, sometimes stepping in front of a lens myself, always with a wildflower tucked behind my ear. When I’m not sketching, you might find me pressing petals into a journal, developing film with a scent of peat smoke clinging to it, or humming along to some old folk tune while I sift through forgotten treasures at a market stall. I’m always looking for the overlooked, the understated, and the quietly resilient. It’s often where the most interesting stories are found.