I decided to breech a few boundaries this week–floral boundaries. Perhaps the March winds pushed my imagination in this direction. Who knows for sure?
I brought out three containers plus a few hands-full of floral elements then decided to allow the unorthodox part of the brain to take command. As is usual, the containers were the prompts for the exercises. Regarding the verdict on the final results, the jury will probably out for awhile.
The rugged, stoneware flower bowl strikes a primal nerve. I began with a blue-grey succulent to root in a lush table garden. Plants in the wild grow higgledy piggledy so that’s the direction this took. However, this is higgledy piggledy on purpose.
The red orchids failed to camouflage themselves completely in the tall grasses and greenery. The contemporary red vase led the flowers astray. The effect is a two-toned display.
The March Ikebana reaches heavenward for calm and equilibrium. The arrangement grounds itself around tree byproducts–the wooden vase and the twigs.
The Blue Jay of Happiness quotes 20th century essayist and visual art critic, Clement Greenberg. “The main trouble with avant-garde art and literature, from the point of view of fascists and Stalinists, is not that they are too critical, but that they are too ‘innocent’, that it is too difficult to inject effective propaganda, that kitsch is more pliable to this end.”