Having recently read the novel, "The Language Of Flowers" by Vanessa Diffenbaugh, I became fascinated with the 'secret language' of flowers and plants, how diverse this can be according to various texts and how it is practically redundant in the modern use of flowers (the florist in the Yorkshire florist I wandered into whilst on holidays, completely unaware of anything about it. "Is it poem?" she asked and then proceeded to tell me all about Gypsophila being 'always in season' and facts I already knew but listened to politely, already making steps to leave!
Looking now at the only just slightly wilting white carnations (sweet and lovely) and everlasting dainty baby's breath on my mantel, despite the full on heating of Winter, made me think about creating a series of illustrations resurrecting the language of flowers according the the definitions given by Diffenbaugh
(herself having collated these from many different sources to find the best fit.
Looking now at the only just slightly wilting white carnations (sweet and lovely) and everlasting dainty baby's breath on my mantel, despite the full on heating of Winter, made me think about creating a series of illustrations resurrecting the language of flowers according the the definitions given by Diffenbaugh
(herself having collated these from many different sources to find the best fit.