Even a chance glimpse of a flower can have an effect on a young, budding artist.

“One morning around 6 a.m. when I was in my early teens, I left my home in Sde Warburg for Kibbutz Mishmar Ha’emek, and on this journey, I saw hollyhocks,” says Amos Stempel, reminiscing about his first encounter with his favorite flower. “And as a young boy with an artistic soul, I had a deep sense of wonder [about] this flower which I had intimate contact with, and ever since, every hollyhock has been nodding to me.”


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