Jo Dennis - ‘yet each man kills the thing he loves’

The first two lilies are riffs on quotes from the Ballad of Reading Gaol.

One has dried lily petals encased in fine mesh of careful wires - ‘yet each man kills the thing he loves’. The dead petals are all that is left of the lily which had been carefully wrapped in a delicate cage when it was beautiful, full of life and perfume.

The other has drawn petals in different mediums and papers to suggest the prisoners’ attempts at remembering flowers or petals - the quote:
 ‘But neither milk-white rose nor red
May bloom in prison air;
The shard, the pebble, and the flint,
Are what they give us there:
For flowers have been known to heal
A common man's despair.’

The last one - some dangling dried petals with an envelope attached, inside a torn piece of paper with part of Wilde’s subtitle to his book The Critic as Artist - ‘Upon the importance of doing nothing’.

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