This is the manhole cover in the middle of our road. A late flowering dandelion surviving in the most abstract location. I saw it this morning on the way home from the corner shop to get tea bags.
My godfather sent a letter the other day that also contained dandelion leaves he'd collected on a trip to the Swiss Alps.
I am thrilled he thought of the project and bothered to collect and send them - they will now go in the dandelion archive (but not in the dandelion diary - only ones i've collected go in there).
I am a visual artist living and working in Preston, UK. My work deals with rural and urban landscapes and amongst other things I have an interest in weeds.
This led to a particular interest in dandelions: their complexity and variety; folklore and uses; science and research plus their representation in art in an historical and contemporary context.