On a walk with my, then 5 month old daughter, we passed by some native grasses that I particularly love. I find their oatmeal and evergreen coloring beautiful. I enjoy the way they sway and flap, sometimes in unison and sometimes in opposition. I wholeheartedly understand their healthiness in more direct sun than the pitiful section to the left, under the trees – beloved trees.
I just love these grasses and find them elegant and inspiring. This linocut, “Winged Leaves,” is an ode to them! I look forward to their bountiful return.
