not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Monday, June 3, 2013


practicing the sweet intersection between the world of flowers and humanity

and forgiving ourselves for being here


  1. for a.

    and for me too as i try to untangle the knot i view as violence in existence.

    1. oh erin
      you break me, oh, i am speechless tonight

      this is wondrous beyond words, and so compelling, it pulls at my chest's hidden strings, all of them, and wants them open, open

      i will come back again to say more


  2. this too is true, an hour and a half after bringing her inside she is nearly dead. (or perhaps she was at my first noticing her through the window in a reflection? or perhaps at my picking? or perhaps she was nearly dead at her birth?)

  3. not forgiving today,,, thanking,,,thank you Tiny Leaf.

  4. Your daughter is so beautiful, is the flower. We are all transient, just like the flower, no?

    I'm reminded of a disagreement we had with a new neighbor last month. She wanted us to mow the little field across the street from our house which is in front of the woods. (She keeps her area mowed down to the dirt as if daring the grass to grow!!) I refused because, over the past 20 years, I've planted dozens of wild flowers there. She was furious (snakes! varmits!) and somehow had the city come and mow it down even though we're not in the city limits. I laughed, knowing within weeks it would all be back...and it is, thicker than before... Yes, the violence of existence...

    You taught me a new word today. I love this quote about "ikebana" from Wikipedia:

    "The spiritual aspect of ikebana is considered very important to its practitioners. Silence is a must during practices of ikebana. It is a time to appreciate things in nature that people often overlook because of their busy lives. One becomes more patient and tolerant of differences, not only in nature, but also in general. Ikebana can inspire one to identify with beauty in all art forms. This is also the time when one feels closeness to nature which provides relaxation for the mind, body, and soul."

    Thank you. xo

  5. Colors give me chills some times.

  6. du er en kunstner, så flott og stilig.

  7. This breaks me. Too.

    Poppies, invasive, and yet this one barely survives. Ikebana has stolen my heart the last weeks, and part of its truth is presenting nature as it is, even as it is dying (and it begins to die when I cut it, though it pretends not to for a while).

    The intersection with humans in your photographs is enough to live for. And die for.

  8. As a human, I think, it's rare to find floral strands woven into ones being. Always there, we are rarely aware of their presence in us. Flowers see more. If these beautiful images are seen with the keen eyes of flowers, they can show us our own true faces.

  9. Très jolie série et poétique en plus. Mais attention, l'Ikebana correspond à un style de bouquet très particulier qui obéit à des règles. C'est un ancien fleuriste que te le dit, amicalement !

    Belle soirée



"Words at the limit of hearing, attributable to no one, received in the conch of the ear like dew by a leaf." (philippe jaccottet) or even a quiet presence is appreciated))