I am a keen amateur photographer, used to make lots of photos in travel. This touching story has begun during quarantine, which deprived us of a single movement. My husband started to give me flowers bought from old ladies-pensioners, not grown for sale, but simple, wild flowers, collected in the garden and, unfortunately, subjected to rapid withering. To extend their life, the idea of freezing the wilting process was born. Inspired by the work of the great artists, I thought out the harmony of composition in this frozen chaos and it turned out to be completely unpredictable and exciting art.