Wildflowers #3 | Emerge

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If only I knew what these flowers smell like. This must be how my friends/subscribers here from the Midwest, East Coast, Canada and other ‘white’ places feel. That there are buds tightly coiled under foot, in the trees and bushes. You see, I’ve been feeling a bit guilty parading all these brightly colored wildflowers across their desk every morning. Some folks are saying “ugh, we are still under snow…” while others are saying, “thank you, I needed this reminder.” Perhaps April or May would have been a better choice for flowers, kites, hot air balloons. Honestly, I needed the color myself. This winter was SO cold. See that little bird like character? He seems to be sailing upstream on a piece of watermelon or something. Like he’s lived amongst exotic flowers all his life, and this is just ‘ho hum’ another day in the life.

Project notes: These pieces feel crazy, wild, chaotic and not comfortable. Pretty much the whole time I’m doing them, it’s a blur. And then in the end I investigate what’s just happened and am generally surprised it’s not a vat of black oil with little dried flower looking chunks floating around. That it becomes something at all continually amazes me.