Iris in the Void

This work lives in the threshold — that liminal space between the real and the dreamed, where a flower can float free of soil, time, and gravity—isolating beauty until it becomes uncanny and surreal. Stripping away the field, the sky, the context, and the iris stops being a flower you'd walk past. It becomes an apparition. There is beauty suspended in its own reflection, it sits at the edge of two worlds. My vision is to find the sacred in the solitary. To pull a single living thing into the dark and let it glow there, untethered, like something in a dream — without explanation.