Sometimes the brain fires in strange and unexpected ways. A couple of years ago I traveled to Estonia on a solo-adventure for a week in the spring to watch the bird migration. I landed at night and when I arrived in Tallinn the streets were already dark, save for a few shops. This florist caught my eye and seems to have stayed with me over time.
The photo doesn't show any human presence, which was the story I was interested in developing for myself. I took the opportunity to try different mixed media elements this time, working with pencils to create the flowers, as well as linen fabric for the apron.
For me there was something unsettling about this shop - why was it open so late? the contrast of the bright flowers in the dark street - hopefully I have captured something of the surreal in the faraway dream-state of my florist girl.