These photographs of dying roses are from a bouquet that my friend, Nora, gave me on my birthday. I was intrigued by their process of decay, and found that in many ways they were becoming more beautiful with age. I found myself unable to dispose of them without documenting their beauty. Nora’s Roses can be seen as portraits, with each flower having a ‘facial’ expression, or a ‘figurative’ gesture, depending on the viewer’s perspective. The leaf patterns on the faded tablecloth mirror the color and form of the roses, and reinforce their time worn qualities. The silky texture of the petal begs one to touch and brings to mind the sensuality of plants. Nora’s Roses are an analogy for the fleeting, transitory, and ephemeral in our lives, and also provide an opportunity for reflection on the life cycle from birth to death.