i wanted to give her a sunflower before she left, because i knew she loved sunflowers ...


... before she even told me that she did. instead i painted her with a single one in her hand, but surrounded by a field full of sunflowers. they never grew where we met, but we both came from a place where they bloom every summer. far away she was already on her way home while i was painting this. this painting also signified the moment i stopped going to flourists and gaze at flowers every spring and summer as they bloom within their essence; untainted as their story unfolds...


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true words 👌👌 and looking so pretty 😍


Thank you for you kind comment.

Very nice and beautiful gesture. 🌺🌸🌲🎄🍄🌸🌻🌻🌻