Not unlike us humans, or other numerous animal species that come to my mind, flowers seem to also carry their young ones either on their backs or just below, as though acting as protective umbrellas for their innocent and yet totally inexperienced next generations.

Such protective instincts, as with all the living species or, who knows, maybe even those which we dismissively consider to be inanimate ones, are habitually expressed through elaborate designs very clearly intended to act as discouragement or defensive devices. Sometimes these self-protective weapons like contraptions are so obvious as to seem unsophisticated and, I brave to state, clumsy, or even barbaric. But what do we know?

And yet, in most other circumstances, the intricacy of their design is stunningly subtle, refined and sophisticated, to the point of projecting a profound thought, even economy of design and, above all else, powerful, and so very familiar to us humans, artistic pride.