Flowers For You sounds like an exhibition in which we may be able to predict the contents. Not quite. The artists represented aren’t your garden-variety Sunday painters, though a few may have gotten some inspiration from the garden, so to speak. Pictures of flowers. It is a genre where few would have the courage to tread yet this ubiquitous, staid seeming title is thrown open with an exuberant vigor here in a hugely divergent survey which dares to be anything but cliché. On the contrary, manic and vibrant, this exhibition makes clear the fecundity of the contemporary conversation. The artists dig deep and bundle up flowers that perplex and frighten, soothe and engage, invigorate and astonish. Stoyanov’s bouquet is no empty beauty. We can glimpse the fullest bloom of experience, replete with thorns; death, love, sex, vulnerability, irony, kitsch, – it is all here. Flowers For You is a challenge and a celebration by way of eccentric garlands set about our feet.