Family Chorus

As a child, I remember pushing through the young grass and discovering a hidden family of glowing yellow flowers singing softly amongst themselves. In my imagination, their delicate voices blended into a gentle chorus that echoed through the morning air. As their song slowly neared its end, petals drifted quietly towards the earth below, a tender farewell to the morning sunlight. Yet even after they had fallen, the scattered petals continued glowing softly amongst the grass, as though traces of their song still lingered within the garden.

I realise that flowers, clouds, insects, and trees never felt like mere objects to my younger self. They seemed more like companions, each carrying their own personalities, emotions, and stories. Children drift into such imagined worlds without hesitation, discovering faces and voices in the ordinary. In many ways, these memories bring to mind the singing and talking flowers encountered by Alice in Wonderland, where nature is animated and full of character.

Perhaps this impulse reveals something deeply human, a longing to feel connected to the world around us. Through this work, I wonder what might change if we encountered nature not as something separate from ourselves, but as something with which we can form a relationship.