floral design

Flower Freak

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And so beings my Flower Freak series… If you’re a freak like me and blooms are busting out of your hands, head, and heart do reach out and let me take your portrait. Also if you have any flowers in all phases of life and death you would like to offer up to this project I would be forever grateful.

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Looking for Light at the end of the Pantry

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I recently moved into an old home in Seattle, WA. I have been keeping pace with the cat, taking up residence in all the corners of light. It is the first home I have lived in with a pantry. At the end of this stocked corridor there is a window. I find myself arranging a grocery store medley of flowers beneath this window. I think about the petite woman that this space was built for and I praise the window again. I think about her leaning over this same surface kneading bread. Perhaps the view wasn’t another building a mere five feet from ours, but maybe the same winter light that passes through these tulips. I am grateful for the choice I have had in this era to do “women’s work” and that the walls were not built up around me but rather torn down by every woman who came before. Her name was Pearl, the wife of the man who built this house in 1904.

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Ode to the Wreath

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What is a wreath? An emblem of home, of hearth, of merriment. A circle; the primordial shape. A portal to the woods, to the over-grown alleys, to my mother-in-law’s garden. Wreaths are for the meanderers, who quicken at life gone-to-seed. Wreaths are for those that don’t see bracken as browned and brittle but it’s dried curves as the meridian of their final dance. Wreaths are a final dance. I have been weaving bits of botanicals together this season in this form almost daily. I let the materials tell me how they want to move and let them hold themselves together. I have shed wire, glue, and rings in this work. A reminder that all we ever need is our natural world…

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