The clump of Barbed Wire Grass along the edge my garden path grew from wind blown seed. It gave me so much joy to see this plant which miraculously found its way to the edge of the path.
Then I noticed Mother Nature at work again. One-by-one three little grass seedlings appeared in a line on a bare patch of sand just off the main path. I could easily have mistaken them for weeds, but as they grew I realised they were native grasses of some sort. During a dry spell, each time I watered the banana plants nearby they had a little sprinkle of water too. Before long they were swaying in the breeze.
Then seed heads appeared. More Barbed Wire Grass, growing in a line creating an impromptu path to the banana patch and the wilder part of the garden where I let the natural vegetation reign. I call this ‘Zeroscaping” – Mother Nature plants a seed, you just need to notice, wait, then marvel at the design.
It prompts an artistic response too. I placed some mosaic tiles in a line to to create a more defined path. They are temporary with some round stepping stones underway, started at the Easter Sunday Mosaic Workshop.
Plant Notes: Cymbopogon refractus is a clump-forming Australian native perennial that is 1m in height when in flower from December to March. Its seed heads, look like barbed–wire, hence the common name. In a garden setting, it makes an unusual edging for a path, could be grown in swathes or used as the part of a layered planting. This grass needs no fertilising, can be cut back after it flowers and is easy to grow and maintain.
I love gathering bits and pieces to make small creative compositions. The act of gathering and arranging various objects is like a reverie that reminds me of people, places and moments.
A nature loving women who bought an artwork at my recent exhibition, gifted me this delicate little nest, found on the the ground in her beautiful tree-filled native garden.
The enterprising little nest maker had gathered polyester fibre, from who knows where, to fashion her nest. I decided to give it a new home in wood, as I imagined that the nest once belonged in a tree or twiggy shrub.
This little collection is a homage to up cycling and recycling. I made the small mosaic ball from an old plastic ball found on the beach, and the oblong wooden bowl was made by a Zimbabwean artisan from an old Rhodesian railway sleeper. Of course the nest in the centre is the the most innovative piece of up cycling.
Gathering and placing objects is a special way of remembering.
Diamonds will never be my best friend so I found the promotional displays at Tiffany & Co more alluring than the merchandise.
It is a beautiful store, though, with its spacious floor plan, sales staff aplenty and politely friendly lift attendants. At Tiffany & Co, service still counts, a refreshing quality in our frenetic self service retail world.
Segway to the Met where examples of mosaic decorative works by Louis C Tiffany including this fountain base c1905-1910 designed for the mosaic wall mural pictured.
I am loving seeing the creative spirit flourish in so many of country towns on my road trip to the Victorian Alpine region. In southern New South Wales, Deniliquin, the self proclaimed ‘Ute Capital of the World’, gives artistic expression to the workhorse of the country. The mosaic work depicts rural culture and landscape, constellations and community spirit in a project in which over 200 people participated.
The nearby visitors centre and museum are well worth a visit; great coffee and cakes with a pleasant outdoor eating area too. That’s another bonus of visiting proud country towns in the southern states at this time of year. Roses everywhere, in curbside plantings, gracing the gardens of verandaed period weatherboard homes, and filling the Lyons and Rotary parks with their colourful fragrance blooms, a special gift to the travellers who stop to use the public conveniences.