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The sunflowers no longer face the sun.
Their heads hang low, their petals have hardened, their seed heads have thickened. The space is full—no horizon, no vase. Autumn is in the air, not on the calendar.
From a distance, a golden-brown wall.
Up close, a thick, impasto stroke, a green core, a groove between the flowers.
For the living room and the entryway. With walnut and linen. The evening lamp brings out the gold.
Original.