Sunday, 18 November 2007
Monday, 22 October 2007
Saturday, 11 August 2007
Thursday, 5 July 2007
Tuesday, 26 June 2007
Friday, 15 June 2007
Despite possibly being more at home in a green house; I think Bethnal Green got overheated, dried out and sun burnt in the hot weather a few weeks ago, whilst sitting on his windowsill. He developed a flurry of yellow patches on many of his leaves on his left side. Then, again falling, quite literally, prey to the elements, he was blown off his window sill when the wind changed direction; turning to the West. His main stem was snapped at at middle, and it proved too much, and he quickly turned brown.
Friday, 8 June 2007
Monday, 4 June 2007
Tuesday, 22 May 2007
Sunday, 20 May 2007
Bethnal Green is settling in so well in his namesake; so well he's had a growth spurt and now he's nearly as tall as the building opposite (see earlier updates). This week he's also had a near brush with frame; The Apprentice TV programme filmed in his road; if it wasn't for all the buildings being the same he might have seen whether his window was in the frame!
Saturday, 19 May 2007
Tuesday, 15 May 2007
22nd April 2007
Chaomi has trusted me to look after and nurture a tomato plant (obviously oblivious to my lack of green fingers - this is the woman who managed to kill a yukka plant and most other green things). Anyway, I call my plant Tom and our journey together begins. We leave the safety of Chaomi's and take the relatively short walk to my house, the wind trying it's hardest to destroy Tom before I even get him home. So his new life starts, on the window sill in my kitchen, watching the world go by............
15th May 2007
Tom is looking remarkably healthy and has settled into family life well, getting fed at the same time as the cat (I have a better track record with cats, than plants). He is a healthy 18" tall and quite bushy. Am thinking he'll need a bigger pot soon, but can't bring myself to put him outside, as it is too cold.
I am about to push a button called "publish" now.... please send me to where I need to go.....here goes....
Monday, 14 May 2007
HEIGHT: back to just over 17cm
MONDAY 14TH MAY
A lot has happened over the past day. Yesterday morning I had a small accident.
I was nudged from the height of the desk where I had been resting. Im not gonna lie - I lost a lot of soil. I thought I was a gonner.
At first I thought i'd just suffered from depotted syndrom, then I realised,.........
........I had broken my stem
I was feeling very sorry for myself..... but then....
...with the spilled soiled gathered at my roots once more, I was taken to the kitchen where I was given some water. After, I was placed on a different table to the desk I had been on, at first I was afraid as I saw what is known as 'cocktail sticks?' coming towards me. They were gently put into my soil and gathered around me like a splint, then I was wrapped in white tissue and bandaged.
I feel a lot better today. I was even put on the window sill to get some air. Hopefully my stem will repair. I think it'ss be a couple of weeks before the bandages can be removed.
Sunday, 13 May 2007
The devil is red and shiney.
Don't eat tomatos, have a potato. Trust me, you'll appreciate it much more. There is nothing appealing about the tomato. Their very substance is an attempt to implode, explode, or disintergrate. God gave us the clue in their physical form. The moment a tomato gets close to a knife it simply dissintergrates, it's pussy insides spill out as its the flesh slumps to one side.
The stench is one that assults the nose and clings to everything within a ten centimeter radius. The natural will of the tomato is to attatch itself, like some grusome spore, to whichever salad item that comes close, so as to infect said salad quickly and effectively within a moment of tossing. It leaches on to bread, and soaks into the serface equally. And yet every supermarket insists on inserting this foul fruit into eight out of ten sandwiches, with the full knowledge that we cannot ever, no matter how furvently we persist, remove the tomato to replicate a higher standard of fast food.
No my friends, do yourself a favour, choose it's more varied yet constant cousin, the noble spud. Boycott the tomato! One day they'll pay, they will all pay...
Saturday, 12 May 2007
11 May 2007 14:53 from Sarah El
Wednesday, 9 May 2007
I'm very happy most of tomato plants have gone, I imagine everyone has their own journey and I wonder where they up to?
It's very exciting to see Wendy's tomato plant because they live in London.
In the photos the plant is growing very well and beautifully,I'm sure they are very happy.
Thursday, 3 May 2007
"At its most successful, my 'touch' looks into the heart of nature; most days I don't even get close. These things are all part of a transient process that I cannot understand unless my touch is also transient-only in this way can the cycle remain unbroken and the process be complete." -Andy Goldsworthy
Tuesday, 1 May 2007
After 7 years of British countryside life, I start to explore a part of special British life style: Gardening work.
2006, I started with 3 plants of zucchini(courgettes)and 4 plants of different types tomatoes.Observing nature is amazing, looking how it grows and creating the production.That's a beautiful experience in this kind of world,you seems to purify.I was so happy with my plants started to take photos and draw them...
To share my joy,one day I brought some zucchini to my friend Yuki, in London. When I saw The Gerkin, I thought about my grown zucchini which had never seen the world so I asked my friend to show my zucchini London and we took a photo of them together. So with Yuki and my zucchini,we had a tour in London.
Therefore,I liked travelling with my Veg.
When I was going to Italy for the summer holiday and saw a big tomato in my garden, I was very worried that unpredictable the British weather was not good for it.I decided to take one with us even though it was still premature, I imagined the hot weather would be good for it. I was so proud of my green tomato which I showed to my family and neighbours in Italy. I've to say it isn't a clever idea to show the Italian a tomato.
A few day before back to England, the green tomato become strangely orange,it was scandal for the Italians, to see such an alien thing from England.Tomato should be red! I thought maybe it needed to get more sunshine, so I took it to have a Italian summer holiday tour and took photos of its travels at the seaside,to the mountains and in the west coast of Italy.
I don't know what the tomato thinks of its experience, we ate it before coming back to England on the Apuane mountain.
Monday, 30 April 2007
The war still there,
When it could be finished?
I don’t care about what is art?
I hope art has to do something useful for the humanity!
The refugee are exiled all over the world,
Looking for abrit, protections, safety, survive….
Wherever they stay, it’ll not be the same.
They have to transfer into the other culture
“Living in Rome like Romans”.
But who can forget his own homeland?
It likes a floating root searching its own land.
And for this piece of land,
The war never ending,
When is the peace?
Who am I? It’s not an important question, the important thing is I understand that when you leave your homeland, you cry speechlessly.是種無語問蒼天的悽愴 And you wonder when you can go home, but sometimes there is no answer!( you can not answer it!)
I put all my thinking into art works and leave in this blog. If you want let something here, just leave it. S’il vous plait! Prego!
I’m living abroad from more than a decade; it’s my nature and destiny to be like an outsider. If you live far from home despite of distance; it’s always difficult to get used to it. I don’t know how to comfort you, but maybe there is something you want to tell or leave it, here! Qui! Ici! 這裡!
With your help, I want to make a work of art, called “Cutting into pieces”.
To express that nobody and no country is complete, perfect, whole,intero,entire,完整的!
This work will be made of pieces of painting, collage, sculpture, video, installation and text in multiple languages.
For start it, I would like you having a tomato’s plant, enjoying, observing its growing and taking it with your journey.
Then tell us your adventures, bad, sad, boring, exciting…
It’s not necessary to use your real name; this is a space for sharing what you want to share.
Our space http://chaomi-floatingroot.blogspot.com/
My email email@example.com