Welcome to my website!
My name is Jenna Martin Leitch and I’m an artist, illustrator and writer from Fife, Scotland.
My work is inspired by the treasures I find, in my everyday life and in the natural world. The joy they bring to me. The “happy” they make me feel.
I collect things; In my pockets, through my eyes, with my mind, and in my heart. The things we have lost. The things we have found. The sum of our parts. Through written word, drawn line, and painted hue; I make sure the magic is remembered and the JOY I FEEL is paid forward.
Another tiny stamp sized artwork... 💌
With sports day cancelled yesterday, due to slippy grass, it meant I could continue working on some of these new small scale originals instead.
A quiet day. That began with a birdsong run in breaking sunlight. Girls to school, I headed to the gym. Then home.
With my husband home too, we pottered about our day. Me painting, him trying to fix our Hoover, which sadly seems to have given up the ghost!
We chatted and we had cups of coffee. Spoke of our little family and what’s ahead in the weeks to come.
I am working on a group of paintings of my Dad. Words also, and we looked upon them, discussed what they are about.
Missing Dad. The light that remains. The light that is found in memory and day to day by remembering who he was in my/our worlds.
And my stamps. “Sending Love”. This greater body of work, over arcing, like a golden thread, linking it all together.
Messages sent, letting people know we love them, miss them, care for them still.
These little watercolour painted stamps, are to all be float mounted, and placed into box frames. A selection of them, will be coming with me to @sconepalacegardenfair this time next week.
Where, I hope they will be sent to new forever homes. The love travelling onto walls and homes, where new families can be filled with their warmth. Tiny moths, seeking light in the dark. The moonlight. The daylight.
The light that will continue to shine. Wherever they fly to.
We continue.
Jen x
#JOYimprinted
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Even on land, my Dad always looked like a sailor.
High seas, or tall weeds, a meadow, his ocean.
Paths like lighthouse light trails. Etched into land, as light would span seas. Darkest skies. Criss crossed.
Storm clouds on horizon, whether water or land far.
Crashing waves a treetop woodland.
Cliffs as hillsides.
He existed in both as if it were the same. To him, and to me I realise, they were. They are. They always will be.
My dad was a sailor.
I’m glad he was safe on dry land though.
~JML
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#mydad
#lostatseawhilstsafeondryland
#landorsea
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Sea Pinks… Sea Thrift
“In some coastal folklore, Sea Thrifts were thought to be a guardian for sailors, guiding them to safety… A symbol of hope, good luck, endurance and protection.”
A tiny plant that tucks itself into nooks upon clifftops, and clings in the strongest of gales. I love to imagine, it does this, so that it can beckon sailors home.
My dad was a sailor. A navigator himself, he was the one who was charged with the duty of getting the ships from one place to another, safely and without hitch. I love to imagine a co-existence with the sea pinks, whereby they worked together to make this be so.
Guardians of the seas.
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A little bit ‘About Me’! 💛
It’s been a wee while since I did a re-introduction! I’ve had a flurry of new faces join me recently, here and in real life, so I thought I’d tell you a little more about myself, and who I am in this world of mine!
Glad to have you along for the journey!
Feel free to tell me who you are and how you found me, or why you love seeing what I get up to and my work.
Jen x
#JOYimprinted
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#JennaMartinLeitchWriter
#scottishartistandwriter
Photos either my own, or taken by the ever wonderful @jillyjillystudio
The moon in my bluebells. A welcome home from this glorious dandelion clock. Nestled in our border. A ramshackle abundance of all that fancies growing there. Currently very left to it’s own devices, the plants which choose to grow do as they please. This clock, moon shining… like a calming influence to the demonstrative and uninhibited seedlings and sprouts around and about him.
Just back in from a sunshiny early run and looking forward to my coffee which is brewing on the stove.
One of my life’s considerable pleasures. A quiet cuppa, just me, the cats, and my notebooks for company.
Perfection.
🌕
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Little cluster of joy on my Cardi… ready for today!
House Martin “I Can’t Keep This Moment” my own design… coming to @sconepalacegardenfair for its first foray into the skies/my display and otherwise!!! 29th & 30th May
Little silver star @sunshine_jo
Brass Snowdrop “The First Light” @follow_themagpie
(Tee, and my favourite “Creativity Is A Way Of Life” @judy_andrews_ )
A little collection to show a whisper into who I am. What I love. What I hold dear. That’s the JOY of accessories! Especially the #JOYimprinted kind 💛
Have a lovely weekend all!
Jen x
#JennaMartinLeitchArtist
This last week, I’ve thought so much, of friends, families. Souls who brought light, souls who will always bring light.
Love has been sent. Told of and shared.
I have been painting tiny stamps. I have been threading birds. I have been painting flowers. Moons. Moths.
I work quietly, in my bright home, upon a kitchen table that is often cluttered. Filled with sketchbooks, notepads, pens and pencils. Paint brushes. Bits and pieces I am scared I will forget, unless they are beside me.
Tiny pieces of a life that is held together with all of this; often it feels fragile. Other times strong and rich. Courageous even.
The fact is though every part of every part of each of our lives, begins and ends, with love.
At the end, and at the beginning, really that’s all that matters. Has ever mattered.
I send love. To all who need it.
A tiny stamp. With tiny words. Which are in fact, the biggest words we need to hear.
That someone has thought of us, that someone is sending love.
Know I’m sending mine.
💛
Jen x
#sendinglove
Sunshine here, storm in distance… and so is the way.
Back and forth. One or the other.
The way the light shines on whitest bluebells… whitebells? Either way, they are bright on green. Lit up.
A loop walk of somewhere new. I fell at one point. Completely to ground. But stood up and dusted myself off.
Continuing.
As is my way. There feels like there is no other choice, but to keep moving forward.
💙💚💛🤍
#JOYimprinted
Today is World Migratory Bird Day, May 2026. There are two each year, one now and one in October, both to mark the travel these little birds take across continents.
A feat of inbuilt knowledge and strength of destination that has held my imagination. A Martin myself, the story of travel, of messages carried, life across oceans is a collection of ideas I feel strongly pulled towards.
This new little illustrated wooden brooch, has arrived with me today, fittingly. A House Martin, he will be heading with me to @sconepalacegardenfair at the end of the month. Friday 29th & Saturday 30th.
“Every Bird Counts - Your
Observations Matter!”
I’ll continue to observe and be joyed by their arrival each year. Magic in the skies.
Magic on my cardi (and maybe your too!)
✨
#WMBD2026
#worldmigratorybirdday
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s n o w d r o p p a r a d e
With bowed heads the Snowdrop Parade began…
Solemn blooms, lit within. A warmth being emitted that alighted on the dresses of the snowdrop lantern bearers.
Paper thin, but strong in stem, in body, they walked their path through the darkest night.
Whispers along roadside, as they watched them pass. Glowing Galanthus. Held aloft, each one.
So as to light the way.
#snowdropparade
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She’s never far away….. 🤍🖌️
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#artcat
A day of art and nature, friends, and space to breathe and talk.
To Kinclaven Bluebell Wood I went. Solo, and with a degree of trepidation. I’m not so used to going places by myself these days… but with lists of bits and pieces I need to organise for @sconepalacegardenfair and upcoming events and life busy otherwise, I needed to find a day to fit everything in. Finding space, because I needed to feel that sense of space.
The woods are phenomenal. In full bloom, a carpet of lilac blue, upon green, with the most ancient trees. It’s so beautiful. I felt like the oldest spirits were alive and well in those woods. Woodland souls, and people who once must have walked those paths. The bowed heads of bells on stems. Solemn and quiet. In multitudes.
Then, I headed to see a group of artist friends, who as fellow creatives and the loveliest of friends, we shared lunch and a cuppa. Talked about our plans artistically in the near, and more distant future; and also life happenings. Loss. Families. Life in general.
Then home to my children, our cats, and then Chris.
A day to reconnect, with paintbrush before and after my lovely day, being put to paper.
New works are in process. It feels exciting, as I have had a few ideas in my brain for so very long. Waiting for space to feel that sense of space and flow I seem to require before I can fulfill my ideas on paper.
Some days just fill you up.
I made space.
The light got in.
💙
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#makingspacesothelightcangetin
