Garden of Misfits

"They said we didn't belong anywhere, so we bloomed exactly where we stood."
- Nat Berhe

Crowded with impasto wildflowers in blazing yellow, cardinal red, cobalt blue, and hot pink, this garden refuses order or symmetry. The stalks push upward from a deep teal ground through a murky red-brown atmosphere, each bloom a different species, none of them matching, and all of them extraordinary. This is not a manicured garden; it is a riot of survival, the beauty that grows when nothing is pruned.

Medium: Oil on Canvas
Size: 30" x 40"