This space is dedicated to the only florist of flowers from space in A m s t e r d a m .

The artist speaks:

Even the faintest l i g h t is in my eyes bright. My flowers are as big as lightyears. Flowers that spread their light in an infinite s p a c e . Timeless and imperishable.

In my universe light becomes colour and space becomes s u n n y . The more I make the further it expands. There are no boundaries. It is infinite. Collages of lights and g l a s s are strung together into a fabric of celestial bodies, tied together by an invisible force. Starlight unfolds like   f l o w e r s .

Remember: old light is beautiful too, reaching earth after a long journey and destined to i n s p i r e .

It is how it is meant to be.