It winged it's way back to the surface yesterday and recaptured my imagination as I strolled through a rose garden...
Vali had explained that his mind was on two parts of a garden when he created the collection, "a flower garden and a nympeah."
Which brings the butterfly now floating through my memory to Monet's Garden in Giverny, where I once spent blissful days painting in the artist's allées and under the willow trees.
I remember Frank, our art historian guide, explaining the theory that the two parts of Monet's creation were like two parts of the self: The light-filled-flower garden, a bursting riot of color lining well-ordered pathways--the conscious mind, the public self. The shadowy water garden, with an ever-changing, rippling pond half-hidden by willow trees--the subconscious, the interior self.
What a lovely garden path of art, fashion, flowers and memory to wander down on a sunny summer afternoon.
Happy Wednesday, all. Hope it's a rosy one! XO