The Art of Pressed Flowers
One of my most favorite things about Anchorage, Alaska, is how beautiful summers can get. The state gets such a bad rap for cold weather, those beautiful long days are often forgotten.
With these beautiful summers come gorgeous flowers. My mom introduced me to the lost of art of pressed flowers not too long ago. She had amassed such a large supply of flowers, shelves in our garage were piled floor to ceiling with phonebooks used for pressing.
One day, my mom was set on getting rid of them all because she wasn't making art pieces any longer. I stopped her just in time. I wanted to try my hand at the craft, and see what I could come up with.
After lots of testing, I decided to try something other than wreaths and landscapes. With my digital work, I often find myself working with shapes, silhouettes and geometry. It didn't take long for my pressed flower pieces to take that same route.
These five are part of my first collection. I painstakingly sifted through the phonebooks of flowers, made the shapes, and adhered them onto cardstock. After all the work, I decided the one piece was definitely not enough to go around. I wanted to share the finished pieces with as much people as I can.
These pieces were reproduced as 4x6 in and 8x10 prints, and sold on my site www.itrydiy.me.