beetlejazz

I am painting a lot of flowers nowadays. I remember running into a bog arum for the first time in my life, I found it terrifying and fascinating. Not sure why, perhaps because it made me think of flowers on graves... or perhaps it signalled me to a place I shouldn't enter, treacherous, sinking soil - or perhaps that story my mother had told me about back in the 50's when she was a little girl, picking one of those things, and opening it up at home to make a pressed flower... only to find some awful black thing squirming inside the stem. I still find it a rather frightening flower. What are flowers but colorful genitals... or almost like less

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