Flowermania is not a too-sweet perfume full of jasmine and plumeria. It is the feelings in April and May that emerge in all animals, as plants creep out of the dirt. Flowermania is the craving of new shoots and petals on the tongue. It is the frantic drive to bind ourselves to nature, for ivy to wrap around and around our limbs, to reclaim our bodies as her own. It is to craft an oath of oneness to the forest and the field, because if they are loved they will be cared for and looked after.

flowermania

24” x 36” x 1.5”

Acrylic and saw dust on canvas

2024