These flowers do not hide what runs through them. They rise in sculptural dimension, their surfaces marked by the spill of gold and silver - not as decay but as repair, for what appears to bleed is in truth and reinforcement.
Inspired by Kintsugi, the metallic drips become proof, that these blooms do not hide their fractures, but they break open and illuminate.
In a world where flowers are meant to wilt, they refuse and become more valuable than what was untouched.
Born from rupture, they bleed while preserved in light.