Book of Gardens

IdleRich

IdleRich
When I was little I remember staying at my grandparents and looking through their bookshelves, there was a book on art - surrealism and its precursors I think - and I would stare at it for ages, too young to understand the writing between the pics. My favourite was The Garden of Earthly Delights by Bosch.
 

version

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... the concept of the garden must be so – different? or heightened? – in the desert world. Especially the fountains and ponds.

"Soon, nothing. Soon only desert. The two goats must choke on sand, nuzzling down to find the white clover. He, never to taste their soured milk again. The melons die beneath the sand. Never more can you give comfort in the summer, cool abdelawi, shaped like the angel's trumpet! The maize dies and there is no bread. The wife, the children grow sick and short-tempered. The man, he, runs one night out to where the wall was, begins to lift and toss imaginary rocks about, curses Allah, then begs forgiveness from the Prophet, then urinates on the desert, hoping to insult what cannot be insulted.

They find him in the morning a mile from the house, skin blued, shivering in a sleep which is almost death, tears turned to frost on the sand."
 

suspended

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Wow! Hello everyone. Didn't expect this thread to get so much traction! Welcome to my "garden" :)

I'll be publishing further thoughts on gardens this afternoon and evening, for your perusal and pleasure, so keep posted!
 

suspended

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It's nicer sitting in a park sometimes, the scale of it and the people. But there's always that suspicion of other people, the fear and repulsion.
I've had several mushroom trips in public parks, and learned a lot about the semiotics of public space, but I think I need a walled garden experience now
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
This was barty's garden when he was growing up

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Corpsey

bandz ahoy
as luka's said many times on here to have a garden (in london at least) you need to be a millionaire
 

jenks

thread death
Good stuff in that Romantic Moderns book on the thirties on how garden design became a big thing among the posher end of society - “In the garden, Gertrude Jekyll had discovered that April was not necessarily the cruellest month and planted ‘bright swathes of perennials’ while William Robinson let loose the ‘wild’ garden, celebrating the abundance of nature. Though soon to become a land of allotments for the war effort, England could once more become a garden, as exemplified in Vita Sackville-West’s Sissinghurst. As Harris notes, ‘The White Garden would have to wait until after the war, but just to imagine it was a kind of defiance’” from here https://marxandphilosophy.org.uk/reviews/7633_romantic-moderns-review-by-tom-steele/
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
I know loads of people who have or have had gardens in their precarious rented accommodation (in London).
 
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WashYourHands

Cat Malogen
Inherited tons of gardening books off the old man

Don’t have the stomach to pass them on yet, feel like he would‘ve wanted me to put some of them into practice for his grandkids when they’re pros at destroying anything and everything
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
I know loads of people who have or have had gardens in their precarious rented accommodation (in London).
Liza used to have a wicked garden... several parts to it, a fox and cubs at the bottom... we used to sleep out in summer sometimes.
 

luka

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I've had several mushroom trips in public parks, and learned a lot about the semiotics of public space, but I think I need a walled garden experience now
My only bad one was partly a consequence of leaving a walled, albeit public, garden and entering 'the real world.'
 

Corpsey

bandz ahoy
My only bad one was partly a consequence of leaving a walled, albeit public, garden and entering 'the real world.'
I've noticed on acid particularly the world becomes incredibly symbolic

Whether it's just a pleasant thing to indulge in or not i dunno but

I walk through a dark wood and feel all Dante and then come out into a sunlit field and it hits me like a revalation
 

IdleRich

IdleRich
I know Gus I was impressed. Notice how I tried to keep them on track and focuses but they keep wittering on about how they had a friend with a garden once.... It's like herding cats honestly
Direct response to some particularly ill informed and moronic claim.
 
My garden's massive. Two trees, vegetable patch, bit of decking, rose bushes, all sorts

Took about two years of solid graft but now it is on par with a small pub garden of sorts
 
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