The Hanging Gardens of Jackalope
2022, collage and acrylic on canvas, 40x30"

Somewhere between the LED billboards of Times Square and the drifting scent of spring blossoms, this painting began. I was walking through all that noise and light when I looked up—and there they were: tiny petals floating through the chaos like a glitch in the simulation. That’s when the jackalope arrived.

This is a garden built by myth. It blooms in the sky, loops through dream logic, and spills over with invented species and tangled symbols. Blossoms hang midair, vines curl into synthetic color, and fragments of memory snap into place like mosaic. It’s too much—but on purpose. The kind of too-much that feels exactly right.

The Hanging Gardens of Jackalope is part fairy tale, part fever dream, and part protest against the idea that beauty needs to make sense. Sometimes the flowers just fall, and we’re lucky enough to catch one on the way down.

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