Blossoms of Meaning
My tears pour the blossoms of the enchanted reality of painting. Flowers emerge as plants and living metaphors with layers of meaning. Ritualized across the globe, flowers are gestures of connection, celebration, love, and mourning. Their symbolic significance lingers, even as they wilt.
Flowers as Bridges
Pollination transforms flowers into bridges. Be it a bee, butterflies, or even the wind, they become co-creators in this process, carrying pollen to complete the cycle and begin anew.
The parallels drawn between flowers and sexuality offer a lens of empathy for body dysphoria. In their lifecycle —seed to bloom, pollination to fruit — they embody cycles of transformation. They connect nourishing and toxic, ephemeral and eternal.
Cultural Tense
Cut flowers, removed from their natural origins, have become commercial symbols within the floral industry. Yet, their commodification does not strip them of meaning. Flowers remain connected to rituals, art, and history, balancing their organic essence with their symbolism. Butterflies resting on flowers symbolize freedom being part of a greater organism.
From patterns inspired by flowers to the metaphors they ignite, flowers are deeply woven into personal and cultural narratives. They open towards timelessness. Their pigments, some of humanity’s oldest artistic tools, have been harnessed to translate their essence into enduring creative expressions.
Flowers become
To make a flower is to engage in a profound process—whether by nature, human hand, or imagination. Flowers are cultivated relationships: with sunlight, water, pollinators, and people. They teach us that beauty is not static but an evolving act of creation.
In their making, we find life in motion, an art form perpetually unfolding, reminding us of our capacity to grow, create, and connect. At the same time, this becoming is for its own sake, like I see painting. Only after realizing this, a new perspective or understanding can be developed. Not knowing what is evolving is being at peace with becoming.
Free fake flowers
Imitations bloom without scent, light, or warmth—yet they stir the soul.
Their falsehoods, like dreams, reshape reality, freeing us from rigid truths.
No longer bound by romantic kitsch, abstraction becomes a playful act,
a space where art transcends the real towards possibilities.
