In the summer, my sister and mother have gardens around their porches. They set out sizable planters with mandevilla, rosemary, and grasses. I’ve spent many mornings at their homes watching the morning light hit and the wind blow through them.
I’ve been drawing these flowering mandevilla vines, and they capture my attention with showy blooms and endless roping. I consider the trellis they grow upon, and how they depend on that structure within to pop their florals to the sun.
First sketches and tracing the drawing onto Yupo.