Her first name and her natural blonde hair were clues to her Nordic ancestry, although her early years were spent in what was then called Tanganyika, East Africa where her father practised as a doctor. After independence and the creation of Tanzania, the family moved to Haslemere. Ingrid was aged 12. Art was always her passion and she studied History of Art at St Andrew’s and then gained a post-graduate degree in teaching at Queen Mary College, London. She worked in numerous schools in the UK and Singapore. For the past twenty years she has been a volunteer at Dulwich Picture Gallery where she worked as a guide to both children and adults.

Ingrid’s more recent approach to art seemed to personify the old army adage, ‘If it moves salute it, if it doesn’t, paint it’. In 2012 she had an Epiphany moment when she discovered the work of street artist, Stik, in East London. Street art immediately became an art form she embraced and very much made her own. Blank walls on the ends of terrace houses presented opportunities for Ingrid. When she ran out of these in Dulwich, then the various hoardings erected by builders became possible new temporary canvases. The one advantage of the seemingly endless alterations to the Crown & Greyhound allowed the mural by Phlegm to remain on show far longer than Ingrid could have hoped for. She charmed houseowners, Southwark Council and developers into agreeing to allow her to commission her murals. She used charm again, accompanied by her steely determination to persuade a disparate bunch of internationally known street artists to paint them. Most of the costs of these endeavours was met by Ingrid and her understanding husband.

The common theme of the murals is that they interpret pictures in Dulwich Picture Gallery - when Ingrid could channel the artist’s inspiration in that direction - which was most of the time. It took a little longer for Dulwich Picture Gallery to accept Ingrid’s vision of this form of art but it has become one of its most effective advertisements. It therefore seemed quite fitting that Phlegm and Run friezes around the hoarding of the temporary exhibition pavilion in Dulwich Picture Gallery garden whose painting coincided with her death should become her epitaph.