Our bride craves the heat of the sun and absorbs the last warm rays of fall before the bitter cold sets in. She captures that warmth within her bouquet as sunflowers, grasses, and dune-colored silk ribbon make up the dehydrated composition.
Removed of all pigment except for the subtle shades of sienna, this monochromatic palette feels soft and warm against the parched landscape. Detached of other color, textures are allowed to come forth effortlessly as each ingredient in styling holds its own: the silken ribbon, windswept plums of grass, fossilized stones, smooth driftwood, grit-like water colored paper, – The planes of every surface feeling as if they are breathing with energy. Even the abandoned weathered planks come alive with texture where grass and sun-bronzed moss have sprouted in the exposed crevices of the wood.
The beautiful thing about nature is that it’s constantly changing: evolving. Even in death, dry and quiet as it is, there is still a beauty to its presence that cannot be compared.