I love puns, portmanteaus, and plants.

Screen Shot 2015-02-18 at 3.59.12 PMElkebana is a portmanteau of ikebana, the Japanese art of flower arranging, and elk, the animal with the big antlers that people like to kill and stuff and put on exhibit. It’s also a very clever name for a very clever product. Twin vases mounted on wood let you display blossoms like others display heads—hanging from the wall, living (though soon to be dead). I love this. Screen Shot 2015-02-18 at 4.05.34 PMOrdering info is here. It would also be a pretty simple DIY, but kudos to designers Fabio Milito & Paula Studio for coming up with such a rad concept.


Fong Qi Wei blows up blossoms.

Rose Exploded 01, SingaporeIf you ask my boyfriend, who is a biologist by trade and botanist by passion, he will tell you all about the sex lives of plants. Pistols and stamens and pollen—oh, my! It’s some seriously dirty stuff. I think photographer Fong Qi Wei gets that. His flowers are exploding with joy, bursting with happiness and color and light. His photographs are a psychedelic exercise in neatness. Paradoxical? Perhaps, but I don’t care.
Sunflower Exploded 01, SingaporeSee more here.
{via Laughing Squid}

Cross this off my bucket list.

IMG_2158I spent my entire day styling a photo shoot in Boston and assisting my coworker Nick (who is a fantastic photographer) with all the things that go into making a really good picture (like holding up my jacket to block the harsh sun, and brushing our models hair every three minutes to make sure it looked okay). It was surprisingly exhausting.

In order to create the picture, we had to buy around $100 worth of flowers, a task I loved. Ever since I was a kid, annoying my mom by picking yucca blooms of the neighbor’s plants, I’ve wanted to pick all of the flowers. When I was little, I would make “perfume” out of lilac blossoms by boiling them down in water and adding mint leaves. It eventually rotted and smelled terrible, but for a few sweet hours I felt like I had figured out the secret of being a lady. (I didn’t know then that there are so, so many secrets to being a lady that I will never figure them all out).

It’s probably because I have seen one too many pictures of Ophelia, floating around all romantic and dead and tragic, but I have always wanted to swim in flowers. So tonight, when I was finally done with work, I took all the beheaded flowers and threw them in the bathtub. It was weird, impractical, messy, and absurdly satisfying. When you’re a kid, you think the oddest things are just so cool. Like braces on the pretty girls, or the only boy in your neighborhood who can throw up on command, or even more questionable things, like Pogs or Tamagotchis. I always thought excessively long hair was so, so cool. And flowers. As a result, I had hair down to my butt and annoyed the neighbors.

My hair is a lot shorter now (I can’t sustain long hair) but I still want to be covered in petals.

Late to the party: Nick Knight’s “Flora”

Nick-Knight-FLORA-1-Fashion photographer Nick Knight has been making people gasp for years but I just got to know his work today, thanks to his book Flora. While his pictures of wilting waifs are gorgeous, I’m more drawn to his dripping flowers. They’re drenched with color, saturated with pinks and reds and purples and other colors that remind me of broken veins and beautified bruises. Darkly pretty, except they strike you as pretty first… the eerie feeling creeps in after looking at it a little too long.

It’s like his lovely, lovely photos of women sleeping. At first, they are sweet pictures, images of the body at rest. But then, when you imagine the position of the photographer, the place they must have stood, the voyeurism implicit in such a shot—then they become sinister. Fully realized in their power.

Weird, pretty, creepy, lovely. I like it.

Judith Geher paints all the pretty girls.

judith4Oh my gosh, Judith Geher’s work takes my breath away. Her style is gorgeous—it’s like Mary Cassatt time-traveled to the 21st century, attended fashion week, and then spent some quality time at the florist. Her paintings are filled with color and motion, thick brushstrokes and sweet pastels. I’m dying for spring flowers, and Geher’s paintings just fit the bill. 47665_judith-geher_311Picture 10Truly beautiful, right? I love the impressionist style, not to mention her lovely subjects. I wonder if she ever does portraits. It would be AMAZING to be painted as one of her ethereal flower girls.

See more of her fantastic work here.