I was inspired watching a little clip of one of my very favorite living illustrator/artists painting calligraphic blades of grass. Not that I can imagine ever reaching their level of craft or artistry. If you’re not familiar with it, you should look up Natee Himmapaan’s gorgeous work. Here’s a place to start: https://www.changelingartistcollective.com/natee-himmapaan
I was thinking about when I’m overloaded, how I turn inwards upon myself. And thinking about how weird figs look. That probably informed this imaginary still life.