My friend Dena Ashbolt was inspired by the way that poppies age:
They begin with those tight, little hairy buds that give away nothing, then as the sunlight unzips them, soft chiffon-like petals come tumbling out. Ballerina-like they stand in their diaphanous gowns, and too soon they start to wither, and to fall into very angular poses.
So when do you throw the flowers out ?
Read about Dena and the exhibition here
