California wild buckwheat grow along highways and nestled amongst the sacred white sage of our coastal chaparral. It blooms pale, shell pink and beige but as it matures it becomes bright rust orange deepening to red and burgundy with sepia shadows. Delicate enough to crumble in your hands, these deep red-orange buckwheat blooms reseed themselves like other native wildflowers.

I was inspired by the strangely saturated rust tons of the matured buckwheat blossoms because we are more accustomed to this color represented by wood, not flowers. The Mid-Century Modern aesthetic celebrates browns and beiges, but designers usually resorted to recoloring roses and daises in these colors. My strongest artistic ethic is to paint the most accurate colors as possible, more accurate than photography. Brown flowers are real and they are beautiful.