My son, Johnny, uses this expression ALL THE TIME. It means that some great detail hit him suddenly, and he needs to hear it again.
I only attempt anything remotely artistic if I am either REALLY happy or REALLY sad. I'm not a great artist, but I do it because I can process my deepest, most precious feelings best with a little bit of paint and color.
It's been a really hard year. I lost a precious friend and I am now just coming up for air.
The poppies signify "fantastic extravagance" because, well, God.