From 2008-2012, I took a hiatus from the art world and became a florist. To cleanse myself of this past life, my studio window became the site for an urban performance and installation on Mother’s Day. A transformation took place during May from a large-scale display of red roses to handmade paper sheets and vessels embedded with dried leaves and petals from the withered roses. I performed the ritual of cleaning 250 long stemmed red roses in the studio window as people walked by, looked in, stopped to watch, or continued walking. Then I set each rose into grid frames hanging in the studio until an installation appeared.