Queens 2

2025
Acrylic on linen canvas
110 x 110 cm
Quotation price : 3630€ – contact the artist

Sovereign, flowers enchant my days, and my garden, my house… they charm me with their beauty, their shapes, their colors, developed quietly, up to velvet or silk petals, their elegant and often surprising pistils…
Beautiful but also bold: they refine their pleasure to play with all the small actors in the world of reproduction, without suspicion… geniuses of deception, seductresses…
Virtuosos of corruption and disguise, they adorn themselves with all their assets…
their goal is to spread their nectar… to bewitch anyone, and become a small paradise for a butterfly that desires this nectar, for the bee or the bird…
the sweetness of their petals… such a pleasure…

Immobile, their perfumes, their colors attract… they can become sticky in the hope that a small living being will move their pollen around… ants… little mice… Another form of life that will play the sexual function for them…
It’s nature… they have fun with it, no judgment or morality… that’s just how it is…

They participate in our messages of love, for centuries: the floral code is full of poetry and protects the shy ones…
Send zinnia: I think of you! Bright daffodils: like me !
Blueberries: constancy… But buttercups cry ingratitude,
the aloes, the sorrow. petunias: never despair.
a bouquet of peonies: feeling shy,
Roses of Burgundy: what an unconscious beauty! And my fiery love…
snowdrops: hope.

Each flower is a garden, they are the light, the beauty, the hope, the sweetness, and until their end, the flourishing dance of life. They charm me, bewitch me, enchant me…
Their floral forms, glimpsed in the night, illuminate our paths through a garden of memories… and when we let our imagination wander, we hear the flowers murmur some of life’s oldest secrets…