Gallery Note It was said to be a Summer Wish—the kind made not aloud, but in the hush between a bee’s hum and a butterfly’s landing. The design appeared symmetrical at first glance, but as with most things worth studying, its secrets were layered beneath the surface. Blossoms bloomed too deliberately, eyes peered too knowingly from the heart of every flower, and the swirling stems seemed to pulse with intent. It wasn’t just ornament—it was invitation. Or perhaps, warning. One couldn’t help but wonder if the wish had already been made... and if so, by whom. Artist Inspiration It wasn’t said in voice or song,But whispered where the bees belong— A Summer Wish, too soft to speak,Made where the light and shadows meet. by Paul Reeb Artist
