A small beginning, born from a poem. 🌱

Created during my summer residency in Greece, these drawings grew from Spyros Siamos’s words about worlds blossoming out of darkness, and flowers and wild weeds rising side by side in the garden of life.

I was drawn to the idea of something emerging from the unknown, taking shape one frame at a time.

Thirty-four frames, a small world beginning to move — perhaps more will grow from here.

“The flowers of worlds blossom 

from out the darkness of the eternal night.

Perfection is the soul’s flower

in its fullest bloom.

Flowers and wild weeds

rise side by side 

within the garden of life.

From the great Winter of the universe

Spring begins

that very notion of Time

which sets all manifested things

to their trembling dance

Spring draws the suns nearer,

that their song

may be heard more deeply, more resoundingly.

What other Spring

could ever have given birth 

to the suns?”

— Spyros Siamos