I was thinking about the glorious, colorful randomness of a flower garden and how that riot of color springs from a tiny little nondescript black or brown seed. I imagined what a seed might look like if it's function could be seen as a blueprint or plan. For this egg the ground is made up of the organized clockwork of a seed. It contains the colors that will be in the flowers as well as the machinery to make it grow. Then above is the flower that emerges from that organized machine. Kind of the same way I create an egg when I think about it. I plot out the design with pencil and am very organized and precise in my measurements but what you see in the end is the color, form and design.