This is Rooted. I'm pretty happy with it, although I wish I'd polished the text I wrote more, but I just kept re-writing and re-writing and finally had to just do it.
Sheba insisted on being in the picture.
Inside is a book I altered, and all the paper that you see is the extra pages from the book. The flowers are two pages glued together and painted with artist's acrylics. The text around the edge is "The garden of our life is rooted in our heart."
"The common people see a common problem. It is not ROOTED in pity."
"Whether the ROOTS of activism begin in religion or morals or stubborness, self-interest is not enough."
"There must be faith and compassion for deep ROOTS to grow. Then, the endeavor can grow and flourish and change the world."