Over the last few weeks, I've been catching up on a few things: Reorganizing our art room/studio to be more functional for Duncan and me, catching up on projects (like that calendar I've wanted since January), and finding homes for various collections.
One of the collections I've managed to do something about is a pressed clover collection. It is nice to get them out from between wax paper and into a frame where we can enjoy them. In addition, I've decided to call the collection 1 in 10,000 -- the odds (apparently) of finding a four-leaf clover. Thank goodness I've never felt limited by statistics (heh-heh).
In a way, the piece reminds me of the butterflies my grandmother framed for my cousin -- long ago, back before we knew better and felt differently about capturing and framing them.
(Oddly enough, I've been feeling bad about collecting the clovers, too. Therefore, I decided to start photographing them instead of tearing them up from their homes. It's likely to be a long-term project.)
Here are two, seven-leaf clovers...
