A dried coneflower head in the depths of winter reveals what the petals hide in summer: a dense, spiky cylinder of bracts arranged in perfectly regular rows. The frame is filled almost entirely by the structure, and the cool, steel-navy light of February picks out every rigid spike and trace of frost on its tip. The dark, blurred background and the sparse palette of graphite, silver and white build a mood of raw, frosty calm. The close-up turns an ordinary spent flower into a sculptural, rhythmic pattern. This print gives character to modern, minimalist interiors and looks beautiful arranged as a triptych.
I photograph on the wild meadows of Warsaw. These are plants considered weeds. Often unnoticed, yet look how beautiful they are.
The photographs are printed on professional, archival papers in limited editions. You can order other size. Print format 36 × 52 cm.