Painting flowers gives me freedom and lots of energy.
I like wild flowers and not a bouquet of flowers in a vase. All the colors, its Divine to me. Ingenious how it all fits together. And the whole process from one seed to a button to a blossoming flower. A beautiful metaphor for myself!
The influence of flowers on me is sometimes bizarre. Those big colorful flowers when opened they spread a strong smell that makes me sick, Or that time that we accidently drove past the gardens of Monet, haha. In that garden they had beautiful dahlias. Enormous. I haven’t seen them that big in a all the various colors. It hit me without me noticing it!! But once back on the campingsite I felt it raging and storming inside me.
And now I am painting FLOWERS!!
Funny enough, they give me also structure and still every painting is a new encounter on canvas, in not being engaged in thinking!!