The wildflowers began as a nostalgic remembrance of grandparents. Wildflowers represent the bouquets given to my grandmothers. As I grew as a photographer, I became aware of the intrinsic beauty and perseverance of the wildflower along with its importance to the settlers up on the Llano Estacado. My grandparents along with their farmhouses are long gone; however, their existence is marked by these colorful blossoms carpeting the old foundations. And the wildflower became the cornerstone of my memories but also of my photographic expressions.
stray bits of emphera
The wildflowers of “Wickedly Natural” breathe life into the neglected artifacts of the natural world. They reawaken old narratives, find beauty and meaning in their ruin, and revive the memories of lost moments. Unseen to the ordinary people who rush hurriedly by, I find entry into this mystical world and attempt to sensitively capture it before it is lost as time rolls away.
Among those present are the Silverleaf Nightshade (that purple sticker weed) with all its medicinal powers curing everything from a toothache to a rattle snakebite; the Tahoka Daisy which carpets the West Texas roadsides each spring, challenging its publicity-seeking cousin the Bluebonnet; the Indian Blanket of Aztec legend; the Texas skeletal plant whose shy flower only shows itself for a few hours before falling away; the graceful Mexican Hat whose bright orange petals brightened the clothing of early Llano settlers; and the Fleabane Daisy whose smell the fleas find repugnant, at least that’s what legend tell us.
no end in sight
"Wickedly Natural" runs in conjunction with "Wicked Plants" at New Mexico Junior College, dates to be announced at a later time, in Hobbs, New Mexico.