Carli’s Flowers: A Story in Color and Chaos

This one took forever—and not in the cool, “I’m in a creative flow” kind of way. More like “life came at me fast” kind of forever. I started this painting in the middle of a weird limbo where I had one foot in a new corporate job and the other foot still trying to hustle art like rent depended on it. (It always does.)

Somewhere in the middle of that chaos, I also managed to tangle with a table saw—yes, a table saw—because why not add a bit of drama to the mix? Recovery wasn’t glamorous, but at least it gave me time to reflect… and procrastinate.

But here's the thing: I love how this turned out. This piece is bold, punchy, full of blooms and vibrance—it’s unapologetically joyful. It mirrors the mural I painted earlier in the same neighborhood, which honestly makes it feel like this artwork found its true home. A visual sibling reunion, if you will.

And speaking of home, massive thanks to Carli, the newest art collector in the fam. It was a blast creating this custom piece for her space, and I’m stoked she digs it. There's something special about seeing someone connect so deeply with something that once lived only in your head.

So yeah—this one took a scenic route, but it was totally worth the ride.

Love,
Tindel

Some behind the scenes from making carli’s flowers. I shot mostly video,
but was able to find a few images from the process.