Kosmos

When I was little, my dad would stop at the side of the road on the way to ouma and oupa's house. My mom, my sister and I would pick large bouquets of cosmos to take to our grandparents' house. They don't last long without water, and even then they wilt quickly. But they are beautiful for that short while and the memories have lasted decades.

Large painting of pink and white cosmos Mixed media (acrylic and oil pastels) on board