My art game has benefited greatly from a small town culture that breathes comfort through conformity. With no one else doing anything similar, I always get accepted into markets/shows/galleries/residencies. It is to the point where as an artist, I’ve never been rejected. That’s probably a problem. Seems like it’s time to make some leaps.
Speaking of:

2019 Blooms

I posted this photo online and suggested I’d offer a bouquet box program in 2020 to gather funds for a greenhouse. There was a lovely response and two asks to arrange floral wedding arches. It’s been awhile since I ran wedding decoration set ups. There was a lot about it I loved. Perhaps I’ll take on one a month for the 2020 wedding season to see if it feels right.

I will mention that I applied for a floral class scholarship and was declined. It was fair. I’m not ready. But I will be.

Worshiping Grass Bench like a God. Anything green and living is a blessing.
Took a chance on bulgogi waffle. It paid off.
Cactus blooms and a plate full of dog hair.
The seeds are dried out and now it is time to package! I need to google threshing because the chaff is my enemy.