At risk of sounding like an overgrown goth, I’d never truly appreciated the raw beauty of a tulip until I stumbled into bed this morning & noticed that these were swiftly approaching Morticia Addams-like bouquet territory — many of the petals having fallen onto my pillow during the day.

Perhaps inspired by Midas Dekkers’ off-beat musings on the biology of decay, I became acutely aware of grains of pollen rudely bursting from the tips of each stamen, variegated gold emanating from their tepals.

Ripe. Lush. With a perverse tinge of rot.

Most definitely Yewon Kim’s posting of this dead-sexy, laugh-out-loud short film by Calum MacDiarmid penetrated my Chianti-fueled brain.

Stamen, stamina.

Turgid pistils, seeds.

How am I supposed to sleep?

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Photographed with my Droid using RetroCamera app. If you click on the image above, you’ll get a less ‘lilliputian cinema’ effect.

Note to self: Your dying mobile is not an Etch-a-Sketch^®. Shaking it produces nothing. Wait. I think I’ve just lost an argument with myself.
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