My Own Tomorrow Land
In My Own Tomorrow Land, garden flowers would be served up elegantly for backyard summer fetes.
Poppies are a romantic flower to me. Often the way they are arranged make them look like a dreamy way to denote a careless and somewhat flippant attitude—as the breeze blows, so the poppies bend and sway without care. This movement makes me think of them as human like. The painting below is entitled Le [...]
