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This sunflower doesn’t face the sky so much as hold onto it.
Petals flare outward in unapologetic gold, brushing up against blues that feel like late afternoon and secrets kept by the air. The dark center isn’t heavy or brooding. It’s anchoring. A place where warmth gathers before drifting back out again. This is a flower that understands cycles, brightness, and the quiet confidence of taking up space.
There’s something playful here. A little bold. A little stubborn in the best way. It feels like a reminder that joy doesn’t have to be delicate to be meaningful. Sometimes it’s loud, radiant, and still deeply grounded.
Available as an 8" × 8" fine art print.
Originally painted in acrylic on cradled board, 16" × 16".
This sunflower doesn’t face the sky so much as hold onto it.
Petals flare outward in unapologetic gold, brushing up against blues that feel like late afternoon and secrets kept by the air. The dark center isn’t heavy or brooding. It’s anchoring. A place where warmth gathers before drifting back out again. This is a flower that understands cycles, brightness, and the quiet confidence of taking up space.
There’s something playful here. A little bold. A little stubborn in the best way. It feels like a reminder that joy doesn’t have to be delicate to be meaningful. Sometimes it’s loud, radiant, and still deeply grounded.
Available as an 8" × 8" fine art print.
Originally painted in acrylic on cradled board, 16" × 16".