Bright flowers of Tulips – sumptuous blobs of paint on an artist’s palette.
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Mesmerising intensity of colour that pierce pin holes in the fabric of reality, pulling our gaze into their little vortices.
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Succulent velvet tepals on totems hover over the emerging carpet of spring green beneath.
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Finest among them are those with multiple depths of colour as though the artist has captured the layering clouds of the cosmos.
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Dipping their brush into a pot of eastern spice.
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Colour changing with light, silks blowing gently in the dry heated haze.
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In some the colours bleed from one to next, taking inspiration from Turner himself.
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Disposable and fake too. Wasteful, guilt ridden, throwaway luxuries.
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Some point to species tulips, more perennial by nature and likely to return but missing the artist’s eye and flick of brush.
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No other flower compares to the delicious, fleeting morsel of the tulip.
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Perhaps I struggle with their impermanence and craving because they’re a reminder of all things.
Fab Jack , as usual!
Thanks Mary! I hope your cactus garden is ok?