It’s daybreak. A woman leaves her house stealthily, flower camera slung around her neck. Shapes disentangle themselves from the dimness and bound off as she approaches. There is no one around, not even any lights on yet. Perfect for stealing images she wouldn’t dare appropriate in full daylight on the crowded streets of Potato Point. She shows some restraint. She might lean over the fence line, but she never trespasses beyond the boundary. And what a bouquet she collects! Flowers she’d never grow herself, but why bother, when someone else does it for her?
I suspect the inspiration for these flower-thefts might have been DJ’s Brunswick series.