Pollinator: Molten Marigold
3 x 4'
Acrylic on Canvas
 
A single bloom bursts.
 
Tucked into its core, a bee moves with quiet cunning. It’s a secretive exchange. The bee knows exactly when to arrive and when to disappear.
 
The stem trails away like a ribbon of smoke, fleeting.
 
There is a time for leaving.
 
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