I painted these flowers ages ago. I got them from my parent’s backyard and assembled them quickly in a plastic storage container and painted them against a blue cloth. I was emulating a style of some artists I knew who all went to the same school. It intrigues me to see it now. I like the painting, but the sensation is like seeing a picture of yourself wearing glasses from some other era. Looking at the painting now I see lots of common feeling with the way I paint flowers today and tons of difference too.