Twigs & Florals

There are far worse things than being a painter of twigs. Unassuming, everywhere to see- the basic shrubbery of our surroundings. Their delicacy and structure, vibrant winter hues and brilliant eruption of life in spring are the stuff of every minor stroll. I am proud to be a chronicler of sticks, with more dull photos of bushes in my cloud than there are of my closest family and friends. More -even- than of the dog. No jokes.