I cannot overestimate the importance of breathing, growing plants to my healthy psyche. A fluid creative life depends on the presence of vital plants, for when I am glum I look at them and think, at least some of us are growing; when I am exhilarated, I think, we flower together; and when I seek solutions, I think, this spearmint needs to be cut DOWN
for it is gangly, likewise the B section in this piece. Pictured: Coffee I am growing from the seed of my parents’ wedding tree, Spearmint clipped from Alaska, a dormant Hoya Rope, a vine, Basil, Thyme, and a Venus Fly Trap. He inspired me to steal &
assimilate. A vine embellishes existing structures, which is hugely represented in Abiding Shapes
. The coffee is steady, resilient, and makes efficient use of limited light with enormous glossy leaves. So I aspire.
Posted: March 1st, 2012
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