June 6, 2011
Plants Upon Machines
Last week I was walking around a local farm, taking pictures of machinery for my paintings, when I looked down and saw a perfectly round cushion of moss perfectly centered on a rust red metal part. It looked dried out, but there it was nonetheless, trying to live in a spot that certainly couldn't have been a natural habitat.
Here's a healthier moss on another machine, looking like a lush island rising from a red sea.
Another group of plants, or weeds as they'd be called in my garden, are growing well in some old hay or manure caught behind a gear wheel.
And this delicate froth of leaves found a home under a power take off shaft, soft greens of life meeting the acidic green of painted metal.
A single tiny plant grows in the expanse of organic debris in the middle of a loader's bucket. Although a farm's business is growing plants and animals, when I see these unexpected little bursts of green taking advantage of any small possible foothold on metal, I am touched by the persistence and ingenuity of life.