Staring at floral designs online
If life brings me down, websites like Teleflora brighten my spirits. I stare at each floral design–dissecting the piece by proportion, balance, rhythm, color, form, texture, expressiveness. I focus on the use of cute yellow solidago flowers as fillers. I love the balance between the tulips and the Bells of Ireland. The color is cheerful, vibrant, perfect.
When I stare at each design, I mentally picture the life of the flowers in the display. Where did they come from? Columbia? Ecuador? Perhaps they were traded at the Holland Auction.
And then, I can’t help but picture the florist choosing each individual flower to be perfectly situated into the design. Is the florist young? Old? Were their parents involved in floriculture, too?
After that, I picture the floral design being delivered to the recipient. The shock and joy expressed in their faces. Or maybe they rewarded themselves with the flowers. Did they have a rough week? Did they just start a relationship? So many possibilities.
In each floral design, I lose myself in the story of the piece of art. It allows me to forget about the million things that are weighing me down. It’s the perfect escape.