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In my local newspaper, there is a section called Miscellany 2. In last weeks paper after my walk where I collected a mix of flowers there was a comment in this famously hilarious section of our paper for a town of less than two thousand people that stated how upset a person was as some man came and took her flowers from her garden and that she was calling the cops on these people whilst making a warning to others to not pick flowers anywhere! While it was not I who would be said culprit, I thought I must do something in response to such a silly thing. Further inspired by Goldsworthy I wanted to interact with the environment and let the environment have the final say. As reductive as I could be with that was to put some seed in the ground. As I like planning and doing performative acts I thought I better sneak around in the night and find some of my favorite little wish makers. Remember blowing on those nice puffs that were once dandelions to make a wish, or as I was told a wish for each seed that came to life. I love that idea of putting a wish into something and letting it grow. I feel this connected to the ideas of the Goldsworthy as he has to have trust in nature to interact with him to make art. Where as I go into a yard where I would get in trouble for picking flowers and do my best to blow each and every seed off of the dandelions as so I may come back to thick bushels of them in the future. I wanted to expose myself in an ugly angle, and create a stressful tension in the environment. Yet I balance the act with focus on my breath, then an exhale to a dream. There is a chance for art to grow in that moment where I am not sneaking around and just letting hope into something else but for me the whole experience is a planned, experiential, expression leveraging nature and nostalgia.