Collection: Glastonbury Blooms
One of the poems that stuck with me is William Wordsworth’s “I wandered lonely as a cloud.” I did not appreciate back then “What wealth (the poem) to me had brought”. Wordsworth put into words the transporting, comforting and blissful power of flowers. For me, painting and drawing flowers is a way to linger in beauty.
This collection, Wandering Flower Path, is a joyous collaberation with my friends—delicate field-mouse ear, bold red Azaleas,and Dancing daisies.
