In France there are fields and fields of sunflowers. When we were there during our summer break we had the chance to take a walk amongst them. Although this was during summer, my thoughts come back to this place in autumn.

It’s been a challenging time for our families as we endure more loss and I think back to the sad occasions mixed with all the flowers. This is what I wanted to portray here. We stand in this field, each flower a memory from our lives, rising, expanding but always aware of the setting sun.

For Kirit and Manhar.