pinky winky (that’s their name. don’t shoot the messenger.)

the hydrangeas at the senior-living center down the street from my house looked particularly pretty today with the sun catching them just-so.  i had intended to make a simple grid of florets, but then i laid a piece of glass on them to get them to lay flat. have i mentioned i am a tinkerer? anyway, when the glass squished the florets, the grid was broken. but i quite like the negative spaces created, and the suggestion of contained chaos. happy accidents or informed play? a little of both.

pink hydrangea florets (Hydrangea paniculata)