This mural began on the grounds of Landhuis Rondeklip, home of the Dekker family. It started as a job—but became a mission.
The mural breathes. Petals turn into birds. Forms become multiple things at once. Everything is alive, flowing as if in an eternal rhythm.
Francis added a sculptural extension: a metal canopy of bougainvillea-shaped leaves, yellow on one side, magenta on the other. Still unfinished, it crowns the work with motion and dimension.
And the court itself? It will be painted sky blue—symbolizing the heavens both beneath our feet and above our heads. As if one god moved from left to right, the other from right to left. Everything becoming one.
This unity extends beyond the physical work. Poetry, reflections, and music written during the process have already seeded the exhibition, the book, and the theatrical performance.
Francis never met Georgette Decker. He does not know what she would have seen in this work. But because of her, it now exists.
It is painted for her family. A gift. But not only for them.
Francis hopes the mural touches others as well. He hopes people look at it and see not instructions, but presence. Not answers, but questions. He wants the work to open space—for wonder, for reflection, for the sacred unknown.
Flowers from heaven.
And like all flowers—joyful, hopeful, beautiful—but also carrying a temporary grace, reminding us how precious our time is.
This work is an acknowledgment of the unknown.
Of love, of creation, of the realization that enriches all who embrace the world we are part of.
A flower from heaven.
And he hopes the story it carries will remain. That even when the event has passed, the images and ideas will stay alive for centuries—until they are needed again.