Stevie Wonder made a beautiful soundtrack for the 1979 documentary “The Secret Life of Plants”. On Lander Street in Newburgh, our neighborhood is full of flowers. Of course, thanks to our landlady and our neighbors who never rest their hands from gardening.
Especially the direct planting flowers seem to have their network. Insects, small animals and birds come there, and a big social network is completed. Naturally, the flowers compete, but also help each other, grow while wrapping around, mimic, attract, and are like a model of the human world. Flowers/plants also carry poison to protect and propagate. Now that the number of bees has been decreased, it seems that SOS of the flower’s network can be heard.
Originally, in the world of flowers grows in harmony with the environment, however there are also invader plants that come from nowhere and settle down and continue to breed. I learned when I was in Arizona about this matter. They also spread among the plants that grow naturally in the desert, destroying the original native plants and expanding their territory. The rotating grass, tumbleweed, which is familiar in the western drama and rushes toward the car while spinning in the wind, is also an invasive species, calls Russian thistle that originally was pretty flowers.
Right now, I’m making a video from my picture-story that made of 20 years ago. This is a fairy tale with the theme of “flowers”.
We went out to support with the Zoom broadcast of the “SJAC 2022 Exhibition” opening and the photography of the venue scenery. There were quite many spectacular works, moreover we were able to meet many friends and time went by so quickly.
If I had a grandchild, maybe I could have a Great-grandchild too, however, Instead of being blessed with good friends and people in this life, I have almost no family ties. So this blog sometimes feels like a chat with my fictional kids and grandkid.
Fictitious grandson ;『Grandma, why do you just talk about Prince? 』 I ;『Because I found the real one only when I was of an old age』 Grandson ;『What is the real thing/one ?』 I ;『He will release me to the inner and outer universes in all directions, up, down, left and right, freely.』 Grandson ;『Grandma, that’s a kind of religion, isn’t it? Let me say Prince-kyo』 I ;『So what? Prince is a symbol of all myths, the gods of the east and west.』 Grandson ;『Hmm? !! 』 I ;『He is gracefully showing the myth,』 Grandson ;『Hmm? ?? ?? 』 I ;『In other words, he shows that everything is a dream (Yume-maboroshi/dreamy fantasy), dreams are the space-time of this world mechanism, at least to me.』 Grandson ;『,,,,,,,,, ? 』 I ;『All the energy of art, that is LOVE. He gives me a hint as to why it turns it impure. 』 Grandson ;『Who changed it? 』 I ;『Should be me, or we, each one. 』
Today, June 4th, it was very clear day and there was a big festival after a long time, so I went out with Orin even though just few days ago I did tooth extraction and remain in some pain(lol).