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These flowers did not arrive quietly.
Petals stack and spiral in joyful defiance, each bloom insisting on its own shade of celebration. Pinks flirt with oranges, purples lean into gold, and greens hold everything upright like they’re in on the joke. Nothing here is trying to behave. Nothing is asking permission.
This piece feels like a reminder that beauty can be loud and still kind. That abundance doesn’t need symmetry. That sometimes the magic is simply letting color show up fully and unapologetically, crowding the frame because it refuses to be minimized.
Available as a 5" × 7" or 8" × 10" fine art print.
Originally painted in acrylic on cradled board, 16" × 20".
These flowers did not arrive quietly.
Petals stack and spiral in joyful defiance, each bloom insisting on its own shade of celebration. Pinks flirt with oranges, purples lean into gold, and greens hold everything upright like they’re in on the joke. Nothing here is trying to behave. Nothing is asking permission.
This piece feels like a reminder that beauty can be loud and still kind. That abundance doesn’t need symmetry. That sometimes the magic is simply letting color show up fully and unapologetically, crowding the frame because it refuses to be minimized.
Available as a 5" × 7" or 8" × 10" fine art print.
Originally painted in acrylic on cradled board, 16" × 20".