MY FLORAL JOURNEY
I have not always been as obsessed with flowers as I am now, but I guess it was always deeply imprinted in my genes, ready to emerge when I least expected it. I completed my B.Sc Degree at Stellenbosch University and then went on to travel to the UK in 1999 for some life experience, as I still didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life.
I used to walk to work, cappuccino in one hand, bacon sandwich in the other, uninspired and unfulfilled by the desk job I had. And there, on a street corner in London, in front of the most beautiful flower shop with flowers spilling onto the sidewalk, I felt it for the first time, stirring deep inside my soul: the fascination with colour, textures, small details and all of Mother Nature’s offerings. I think it is safe to say that the obsession took a vice grip hold of me on that fateful day!
My grandmother and great grandmother’s love for flowers and their creative spirits must have collided head-on with me on that day. I still remember my grandmother’s oversized floral creations so vividly, tumbling from the grand piano in the foyer as you entered their home, intoxicated by the scent of all the garden flowers. The enormous show garden of my great grandmother’s farm house in the little town of Koffiefontein. The smell of the giant pepper tree in the driveway, with little pathways, streams and secret hideaways tucked around every corner; every child’s dream! Oh, how I wish I could go back in time now, to learn from these two formidable women!