Ute Kolar, 2022, Austria / Italy

My garden

The night before leaving forever, I went out in the garden of my house,
and in the dark I picked up some flowers.
I had to leave quickly.
I took many things,
I’ll need them, maybe. I thought.
Today, years later, I find these precious petals,
almost forgotten in a drawer.

3 Brooches: Fragments of a rose, made with wood veneer that my mother collected for years.
The material is one of my mother’s memories and my house.