Showing posts with label Mission Statement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mission Statement. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 8, 2009


Designing landscapes is science & poetry. After college I thought science would be enough. Ha. Science is easy. It's the poetry I'm after. When the Muse is not fed what remains is science.
Feeding the Muse? Books, music, travel, pets, movies, friends, collage, gardening, spirit & serendipity.
A shortcut, 3-4 seconds by car. This stern building, below, variously abandoned or occupied thru the years, feeds the Muse. Building, meadow, trees, all delight. Its current incarnation redolent of its caretakers.

Many years pass with debris & unkempt trees/bushes. Not now. The motivation is a belief in God.

The delight, in a city of millions, of trees-mosses-broomsedge-more caressing the side of my car at road's edge. This is the extent of the woodland & road.
Taking me back to Europe, each time I travel the road, of the many church's I've seen maintained with sweat equity vs. money.

There are no graves at the Flat Rock Primitive Baptist Church, what a name, but there are sacraments in the ground, below. Perfect atonement of roots-soil-moss-lichens-more.

Taking these pictures and seeing for the 1st time lace curtains. Hung with love.

Someone keeps the grounds clear as has been done in Europe for centuries. Seeing human spirit, not lack of landscape or architecture. Its very lack creating richness.

Seeing, above, in this side of the church another church and its side, below.

Flat Rock Primitive Baptist Church hasn't the provenance of the church, above, but it does.

At its base, a crown of lichens. Atonement: building-man-earth-spirit.
Exactly the job of a landscape design, atonement of home-garden-earth-life.
Garden & Be Well, XO T

Saturday, July 4, 2009


Within his ode to Karl Malden, "...a pungent hothouse, ripe with free-floating eroticism & Southern Gothic motifs."

A.O. Scott, New York Times writer, inspired another landscape. At least for me.
Then he chirps assuredly about the divide of agriculture vs. horticulture, "...a can of tomatoes dropped into a flower garden..."
Southern Gothic saturates Susanne Hudson's landscape, above.
We gather from the worlds of others to create our own contoured world.
Garden & Be Well, XO Tara