This image came from a time when I was beginning to trust my imagination as part of my work, not separate from it.
For years, I’d treated thinking as something that had to look productive — planning, refining, solving. But some of the most important ideas don’t arrive that way. They show up sideways. While your mind drifts. While you’re not trying so hard. Daydreaming marked a moment where I started to honour that space in-between — not quite working, not quite resting, just letting thoughts float long enough to connect in unexpected ways.
The Mary Poppins reference was intentional. There’s something about that sense of gentle suspension — not fully of the ground, not fully of the sky — that mirrors how creativity feels to me. You’re still holding the ordinary things — a cup of tea, a quiet moment — but your mind is somewhere else entirely. The everyday and the magical coexisting without conflict.
Looking back, this piece feels like an early signal of the worlds that would come later. A reminder that the most imaginative parts of my work don’t start with intensity. They start with space. With stillness. With allowing myself to wander just far enough away from the practical to see something new.