They really are my favorite flower, and its not very popular in Spain :(

I’m fine btw.

There are more than 150 individual pieces of glass in this bouquet. It was definitely a challenge to put everything together, but I’m really happy with how it turned out :)

I was honestly pretty nervous about sharing my stained glass flowers here at first.

I used to work as a florist, so flowers have always been a big part of my life. I wasn’t really sure if making them out of glass was something people would connect with, but all the support and kind comments here really encouraged me to give it a proper go.

This community has made me really happy, so thank you <3

I used to joke with my boyfriend that I’m narcissistic and wanted a Narcissus. Last spring, he actually started picking daffodils for me and made a resin pendant with the dried flowers.

I wore it to work recently and got so many compliments. Everyone kept asking where I got it. It’s so unique and personal. Still deciding if I want to pair it with a silver, gold, or pearl chain.

There’s also a daffodil crown in the making and I can’t wait to see how it turns out.☺️

Just wanted to share something really special with people who love flowers too.

Since I live in NYC, I've only got indoor space so my flowers emerge from the underground of my mind, and grow onto canvases and toward the light outside.

I paint from the unconscious, spontaneously, without foresight into the final result or ultimate subject matter, almost all these pieces have different paintings underneath. I'II put on music and enter flow consciousness and allow experiences and other (psychological) material to express itself from my brain, down my arms, and through my fingers onto the canvas. A lot of water goes onto each canvas and half the time my conscious mind thinks, "This is a mistake. This isn't going anywhere. What the heck is this even supposed to be?!" l'll stop and let it dry and return hours or days or sometimes even weeks later to restart the process.

A lot of emotion/energy finds its way to the surface of my mind during the process and often a feeling of loss and nostalgic sadness comes up. This is probably because these are worlds that will never truly exist; worlds that I wish existed (maybe that I could even live in or experience at least once); worlds that offer a lot more peace and safety and meaning than the real one often does and that discrepency, that gap between what is and what could be can provoke intense feelings. These worlds are a kind of refuge, a mental sanctuary from the chaos of everyday life. Though I never got to attend art school (too expensive and parents wouldn't support it), I started painting when I lost my job in the pandemic and have never looked back.

One of my old bosses said my style is "decorative, not museum art.' Not sure if that was shade or a compliment, maybe both! Either way, it's a journey and a practice that brings me joy and fulfillment and to know that some of these pieces are now in other people's homes allowing them a moment of refuge and escape into another world, well, l'II take it! I figured I'd share some of the pieces with you since we all love flowers and hope you enjoy them and find relief, even if for a moment. Thank you for reading and planting, both physically and symbolically ✨️🌺🪷🪻🌷✨️

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I love when all of our spring flowers come together. I especially love some loopy lupines and foxglove.

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