Anything I can say about flowers is redundant, for they speak for themselves. I just surrender to their beauty and humbly ask for their permission to allow me to portray them the best I can. But my best attempts are never enough because their perfection eclipses any amount of effort I can make to reproduce such brilliance. In spite of it, I love painting and spending time with them: Their bright colors, amazing shapes and delicate petals are a joy to observe and paint; it is a way of meditating, of appreciating and connecting with what is bigger than us, the maker of such beauty and perfection. Read more

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