36"x36" Venetian plaster on canvas floral with an excerpt from the following poem embedded in the texture. (last stanza is included)
"Falling like purple shadows 
Out of reach, out of time
thistles blue with yearning
Have pushed too much behind
Weighing in with trepidation
And reverence sublime,
Thorns of roses never ceased
Returning tendrils eager climb.
Cradled in bewilderment
Gorging themselves in bliss
With nature's sweet vernacular
The poets’ kindred kiss" ~ Kirsten Bowen