LE BOUQUET


This project, dedicated to my grandmother's whimsy, is a digital attempt at her flower offering using code. It uses a grid as a grounding visual instrument. The flowers are drawn on the grid, sometimes converging into fanciful bouquets and sometimes standing at odds. They are flowers. They do as they please. Explore more iterations here.

2023






My grandmother used to collect Jasmine flowers from our garden every morning. She would place them in little containers at every window, by the framed photographs of her loved ones who died, and in her bra.

My grandmother smelled of coffee and the occasional cigarette, but mostly, she smelled of Jasmine flowers. She was whimsical and fierce. She was my whole world. Whenever I miss her, I look for flowers or I make flowers. They are my enduring connection to her.




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