Maybe it all started with my newfound love of gardening last summer. Every morning I would arrive at my studio and go out onto the small terrace to water my plants. They slowly began to multiply and sprout new layers of leaves one after another. To be honest, it surprised me how much I started to care about the plants (and the fact that they flourished under my once black thumb), and how much they became a part of my life. I missed them when I had to travel, and I especially miss them now that it is winter.
Somewhere in that time, they inspired me to create artwork that felt like this little garden of mine. Something unkempt but peaceful. Something that could bloom and grow. So I began painting my gardens layered with pastels… using color to give them life.