Dream within a dream
Since I remember, I had these botanical dreams of storytelling flowers, air floating plants or strange and mysterious botanical and zoological hybrids.
Upon awakening I was always surprised by the stillness of plants, an impossibility, compared to how alive they were in my dreams. Are the plants hiding from us, keeping still so we don’t learn their secrets? How can something so vividly alive in the dream be so still upon the return of the day? Or is it only still when we are not looking at it? I became a strange child, always trying to catch a sign of some floral movement out of the corner of my eye…Years later, many nature expeditions, books and documentaries later, I came to understand that my intuition was right.
Plants are immensely alive, it’s just that they are subtle speakers, storytellers to only those of extremely sensitive ears. Maybe those whose lives are intertwined with nature, somehow have a special sense enabling them to hear the language of flowers. Maybe flowers are intertwined with us, pollinating our imagination, our lives and art through our longing for them and our dreams.
So this work is the effect of my many dreams – it is our floral spinal cord with a heart-shaped center, the head of a flower that is looking at us, with us always looking back. There is the movement and stillness of nature and all is suspended in the vast, white space of dreams.
I am an artist with a great love of nature. I am fascinated by it’s landscapes, forms and patterns, it’s strange and wonderful creatures and the never-ending urge to grow and flower. It is the main subject of my dreams and illustrations. I love to travel to far away places, where I can truly immerse myself in nature and enjoy it’s beauty. Recently I have realized my childhood fantasy by making a pop-up book “New Botany”, inspired by surrealism and the mysterious atmosphere of old botany books. I would happily exchange civilization for keeping bees, imagining and growing strange new species of plants and flowers.