This diptych recalls the garden of my grandmother, where as a child I first met beauty in its purest form — radiant, fragile, and fleeting. The flowers are less depictions than echoes, embodying both abundance and impermanence.
Together, the two works become a meditation on memory: how joy and fragility live side by side, and how the things that fade in the world can still bloom endlessly within us.
This diptych recalls the garden of my grandmother, where as a child I first met beauty in its purest form — radiant, fragile, and fleeting. The flowers are less depictions than echoes, embodying both abundance and impermanence.
Together, the two works become a meditation on memory: how joy and fragility live side by side, and how the things that fade in the world can still bloom endlessly within us.
2 Canvases each 80 x 100cm.
Acrylic paint, golden leaf.
