Death grins out from amid the blood red roses, its leaves echoing his scythe. There is no hiding from Death and in the garden, as in life, pruning the dead branches is necessary for new growth to flourish.

5 thoughts on “Death”

  1. I love this as it is. The leaf at the top looks like the blade of a scythe and the rose’s stem looks like the handle – they appear to be almost connected to each other – if that makes sense (except the head of the rose is slightly in the way).

  2. I like it. It looks as if the rose is a speared heart. And I like the way the skeleton almost seems to be rising out of the ground. It’s incredibly powerful and vivid.

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