Working on this bride's bouquet today, brought to mind a stone I had once seen amongst the mineral collection at the natural history museum in Washington D.C. It was a perfect pale pink diamond in the shape of a tear. I remember thinking at the time that it was like a divine tear of joy.
Creating a bride's bouquet is to follow an unseen choreography -- swirling around the bride's vision, color, flowers of the moment -- then wrapping it all up to make a handle with satin ribbons like the ties on a ballerina's slipper.
Only when he no longer knows what he is doing does the painter do good things.