Flowers for the Arts

The flowers left behind in empty studios after the final exhibition become more than decoration.
They are traces of a ritual — temporary beauty held in silence. Given to mark the end, they quietly begin something new.

I photograph them not as still lifes, but as gestures — fragile, uninvited, sincere.
In these bare spaces, the flowers fill the room with something invisible: memory, transition, becoming.
This series is about the moment the artist stands on the threshold — no longer a student, not yet a master. And it is in this fragility that something real begins to emerge.