reading johnson on divinely superfluous beauty and then de vries on chance and change suggests the many opportunities to weave quotidien abrash into divine beauty.
through the unraveling of beauty comes beauty by way of chance and a chance to begin anew to weave beauty again in a rhythm of creation and dissolution, each step again producing the chance of beauty in process.
thus the world is garden.
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someone said today to me, that she wants to see the garden as a small piece of wilderness. i like the dissolving boundaries
ReplyDeleteyears ago, when I was sketching garden plans for my MLA thesis, I worked on this idea of boundaries and began taking an inside-out view of nature and civilization: the modern city as wilderness (to be traversed and left behind, at least spiritually) and the garden as formally ordered jewel embedded within urban dross, with passages through wild gardens (sometimes an end in themselves--feral cul-de-sacs), variations on the notion of oasis and desert caravan. (and yes, I was reading Calvino at the time!)
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