Earlier this winter, a friend suggested I take a botanical drawing class held at the Smith College Green House. I had visited the greenhouse multiple times as a Smith undergrad (2002 - 2006), but somehow, over the decade, had forgotten this sanctuary existed.
The green house has become a space for me this winter -- a representation of the heart -- it's vitality dependent upon deliberate and consistent tending.
Winter’s dull palette is caught ablaze here: the color palette celebrating a bright and balmy reprieve. The paint strokes are immediate and bold, mirroring the passion and freedom experienced by the heart when it is tended to with tenderness and deliberation.