Tucked away in their delicate bloom, the carnations have been harboring a secret for quite some time. They’ve fallen head over petals for the nearby roses—those effortlessly elegant, confident flowers that steal the spotlight in every bouquet. But carnations? Oh, they’re subtle in their adoration.
See that soft blush in their petals? That’s not just nature’s touch—it’s the flush of a long-held affection. The vibrant reds whisper their admiration, while the creamy whites try to play it cool. They cluster together, exchanging nervous glances, wondering if today might be the day they finally confess their feelings.
The composition itself is a bit of a giveaway—leaning ever so slightly toward their beloved, as if proximity alone might be enough to bridge the gap. A few brave carnations have leaned forward just a little more than the others, maybe hoping that the roses will finally notice them.
But alas, carnations have a reputation for devotion without demands. So they remain quietly infatuated, expressing their love the only way they know how—by blooming beautifully in hopes that one day, their crush might return the admiration.
48” x 18”, oil on canvas
Tucked away in their delicate bloom, the carnations have been harboring a secret for quite some time. They’ve fallen head over petals for the nearby roses—those effortlessly elegant, confident flowers that steal the spotlight in every bouquet. But carnations? Oh, they’re subtle in their adoration.
See that soft blush in their petals? That’s not just nature’s touch—it’s the flush of a long-held affection. The vibrant reds whisper their admiration, while the creamy whites try to play it cool. They cluster together, exchanging nervous glances, wondering if today might be the day they finally confess their feelings.
The composition itself is a bit of a giveaway—leaning ever so slightly toward their beloved, as if proximity alone might be enough to bridge the gap. A few brave carnations have leaned forward just a little more than the others, maybe hoping that the roses will finally notice them.
But alas, carnations have a reputation for devotion without demands. So they remain quietly infatuated, expressing their love the only way they know how—by blooming beautifully in hopes that one day, their crush might return the admiration.
48” x 18”, oil on canvas
