A few years ago I had a series of significant losses. My grandma, mother-in-law, and god-mother all passed within a short time. I found myself painting these florals. I love flowers and plants but am not particularly interested in painting them. As I continued in the series I often found myself overcome and emotionally exhausted. I eventually understood these were the equivalent to laying flowers on their graves. I was grieving the loss of these complex women in a form that felt true. The mourning was deep and slow as losses in our lives often are.