marigolds and tiny tomatoes
the scent of marigolds brings me back to my younger years, when i used to walk through the neighborhoods with my mom and sisters and we would take the seeds from the spent flowers and spread them with the wind. i like to think that some of those seeds have traveled deep and wide, to exotic places and maybe even up to oregon where i now live. i made this piece the other week, inspired by the tiny tomatoes on the vine and the nostalgic smell of the marigold.
