After the bloom
It is the wild nature of decaying flowers that interests me. I’m drawn to their ephemeral quality of constant change, which, like our world, our lives, and our bodies, continues to evolve, again and again. As a flower decays over time, past the freshness of the bloom, it transforms into other, unpredictable, often unfamiliar shapes and forms. I take photos to chronicle this process, to honor the ways these colors and forms alter themselves, re-shifting their materials as they age into something wholly new, newly beautiful. Finding the beauty in this impermanence, in the decay of a flower, reminds us to acknowledge and appreciate the ever-changing nature of the world around us and the power to be found in change itself.