Acrylics and oil markers on paper
12 × 9 × 0.1 in
2025
The bird discovered the Black Flower long before anyone else noticed it.
At first glance, the flower seemed ordinary, except for the dark shadow surrounding its yellow petals. The other creatures avoided it. Some thought it carried bad luck. Others believed it had grown from forgotten memories buried deep underground.
Only the bird returned day after day.
It learned that the flower was not black because it belonged to darkness. It was black because it absorbed it. Every worry, every disappointment, every sorrow that drifted through the world settled for a moment on its petals. The flower kept them, transformed them, and quietly returned them as color.
That is why the bird stays close.
Someone has to watch over the place where shadows become light.
Acrylics and oil markers on paper
12 × 9 × 0.1 in
2025
The bird discovered the Black Flower long before anyone else noticed it.
At first glance, the flower seemed ordinary, except for the dark shadow surrounding its yellow petals. The other creatures avoided it. Some thought it carried bad luck. Others believed it had grown from forgotten memories buried deep underground.
Only the bird returned day after day.
It learned that the flower was not black because it belonged to darkness. It was black because it absorbed it. Every worry, every disappointment, every sorrow that drifted through the world settled for a moment on its petals. The flower kept them, transformed them, and quietly returned them as color.
That is why the bird stays close.
Someone has to watch over the place where shadows become light.
