colored pencil; 10×14″
“I watched a bouquet of Sunflowers gradually droop in a big glass vase on my dining room table and this particular moment captured my eye. I imagined this flower growing in an unprotected space in my garden during a windstorm. What happens to a sunflower beaten by the wind? When we are confined we can deteriorate quickly. We must use our human creativity to make ourselves resilient while being buffeted by contradiction and irony. We’ll make it through.”
ARTIST BIO: A retired English and Humanities teacher, Donna Hoffman creates colored pencil pieces from her own photographs in and around her home. The pandemic is isolating, thus giving her a micro-view of the space in which she lives and works. Nothing changes yet everything is new.
sos art cincinnati 
November 20, 2021 at 10:00 pm
This piece began as an idea and finished as a new idea. The wind blows wherever and can create chaos. Sunflowers are such happy, approachable weeds, that it has children fooled into thinking its more than a weed and can suffer. It’s a Disney kind of thing. The sun shines on all of us, but how we hold up against the wind means everything.
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