This is one of four pieces I entered in FAP's Ex Morte Vita show at the beginning of the semester. It was in many ways inspired by a sketchbook accident of a good friend, Courtney, and was a comment on how our lives do not stop with at the time that they appear to. It is at that moment where the dandelion stem seems most barren and near to death that it is in fact flying off and starting new growth all over the place (much to the bane of the one who is meticulous in the treatment of a lawn but to the delight of the lover of wildflowers).
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