25/05/2026
I was sitting in the glasshouse and as I looked up I could see a large petal fall from a tree I ran to catch it - it landed in my hand - I unfolded it and the textures were like velvet, the colours like my liver and the shape spread way beyond the span of my hand- it had a beautiful pattern across its surface like veins. It was delicate and vast. A lady next to me gasped as I jumped for joy at catching it and we started a conversation as we gazed at the petal together. At that point another fell from the tree and the lady also reached up and caught it. We both stood together aghast for a moment . I could feel
a shift in my fluids adrenaline, joy! What a thing we both celebrated. What a moment. The woman was here today as she had been donating two books on horticulture to the Botanical Gardens. She had made her way on the bus to give them as a gift. 8 years ago she had taken a level 1 Horticulture course here at the gardens and thought these books could help someone else. We spoke for a while, I told her why I was there as a residency but as we spoke her approach to life, time and “being” really moved me. She said to me “This is my gift of the day… meeting you and this happening” she said “I look for the gift of the day” as we spoke I realised her attitude was more calm and settled than my own in a way … kind of “a knowing” of herself and her limits and staying with her flow. I said “you should be the artist in residence!” I was with someone who could remind me of attitude to engagement with the world that when I slip into working to a target can get lost.
The Dutchman’s Pipe (Aristolochia gigantea) is a tropical climber that attracts its pollinators (flies) with an unpleasant scent. Flowers only last a few days and their structure ensures that the flies are trapped inside for a prolonged period to pollinate it. They are freed only when the flower starts wilting!