When dahlias bloom, an autumnal, grassy, sad smell spreads into the air. By capturing these flowers on paper, I saved the remnants of summer warmth for the coming winter.
When dahlias bloom, an autumnal, grassy, sad smell spreads into the air. By capturing these flowers on paper, I saved the remnants of summer warmth for the coming winter.
About Color + material, analog + digital, work + love. In wild freedom, exuberance and the feeling of changing creative boundaries, I always ask: “What if. . . . ” This... Read more