In the Greek mythology, the nymph Clytia nurtured an immense love for Helius the sun god, who did not correspond to her, preferring to marry Leucothea, Clytia languished because of that, rooted herself on the ground and started to follow her beloved turning her face towards him, and as night falls, she bows to cry. That’s how the sunflowers arose, a flower that has instigated, inspired and fascinated the world since ancient times.
The smell of grass, the dew, the freshness and the perfume… A beautiful camouflage that shows its shapes little by little, here, the scenery in shades of turquoise, the ocher and the shades of red emerge the native orchids among the forest. Geometrical lines represent the solar beam passing through majestic tress that house delicate flowers.
Among all, the absolute, the sovereign... Delicate roses that reveal kept feelings, perfume that inebriates… A presence that flatters. Full of colors or little pigmented, their fascination lasts due to her drawing… Petals are carefully overlaid as in the shape of a whirlwind, from the young bud to the culmination of its full bloomed structure. It’s a message with no words, the sweet leitmotif of the poets and of the ones in love.
How would the inside-out of a rose be? The monochromatic shade invites to observation of what we generally do not see, petals that are full of veins, that spreads the sap, it is their precious blood flowing all over their “body”. Elegant, slim, aligned… They’re the image of Nature’s expertise, her zeal and care, her balance between sweetness and thorns.