In all my wanderings through beautiful gardens, I’m always fascinated by their stone inhabitants. Roaring lions, magical fairies, humble frogs and turtles- it’s interesting to find what people choose to capture inside their green and blooming landscapes in a kind of imaginary zoo.
But I find the fierce creatures, dragons and gargoyles- the monsters really- most telling of all. Symbols of myth and legend that would be truly terrifying to behold, brought low and conquered by a human hand. What are they meant to represent for us here? Why do we long for them in these places?
Maybe it’s the desire to find magic in the world, something that is missing so much in daily life. Like movies and books, or even computer games, gardens can be a place to escape to, someone’s own magical world they create all for themselves. It’s nice to be let into one, for a chance every now and then to discover another person has that same yearning, too.
I've never really liked labels: I am this, I am that... But in the interest of introducing myself to the world, I can say that I am many things: nurse, writer, photographer, poet, painter, gardener, friend, armchair philosopher, counselor, nature lover, real-estate aficionado, movie buff, sometime yogi, and aspiring world-traveler. I think that's a pretty good list... for now. I want to become a bigger part of the vital, creative force I feel deeply at work in the world and connect with other people who want to do the same.