When we started spending weekends in Fairplay, Colorado I didn’t think much about the meadow out front because I was transfixed by the fluttering aspen leaves, the moose that ambled past, and the smell of that alpine wonderland. Once winter hit it was hard to tell what was under the mounds of snow.
In 2021 the wet spring lead to an absolute explosion of wildflowers and gorgeous grasses with fat seed heads in the meadow and I started to pay attention. Every week there were new colors and textures. In the fall once things had died back I started to collect. Grass stems, seed pods, gnarled twigs, dried flowers. I knew that I couldn’t let this ephemeral summer bounty slip under the snow before I caught bits and bobs as a reminder. The big vase full of this dried and fragile bounty sat on the work table in my studio for months, it almost disappeared into the background.
I made a colored slip and had to wait until I had a free morning in the studio to play with the process. It took a bit of newsprint to practice printing and I made a royal mess… but it was so fun. Printing with the dried stems, seeds, and twigs is so satisfying, just like playing in the mud.