On rainy mornings, when the studio is quiet and the world outside still calm, I find comfort in the gentle sounds of Bach’s cello, the warmth of a cup of coffee, and the simple act of creating. I write my customer's love notes on cards, and prepare vases with water. In these moments, I remember a quote that always feels true: flowers are love’s truest language. They speak in colors and scents, in the delicate curve of a petal, of message that words can’t always capture.
Today, I took the time to make a self portrait with a floral headpiece, so I can remember these days, my floral days….moments with gratitude and love.
