„raus aus dem garten!“

mit anke schmitz (garten auf freigang) in der ausstellung ‚thomas gainsborough. die moderne landschaft‘ in der hamburger kunsthalle:

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„What is sour in the house a bracing walk makes sweet.“ / ‚wild apples‘ von henry david thoreau

All apples are good in November. Those which the farmer leaves out as unsalable, and unpalatable to those who frequent the markets, are choicest fruit to the walker. But it is remarkable that the wild apple, which I praise as so spirited and racy when eaten in the fields or woods, being brought into the house has frequently a harsh and crabbed taste. The Saunterer’s Apple not even the saunterer can eat in the house. The palate rejects it there, as it does haws and acorns, and demands a tamed one; for there you miss the November air, which is the sauce it is to be eaten with. Accordingly, when Tityrus, seeing the lengthening shadows, invites Meliboeus to go home and pass the night with him, he promises him mild apples and soft chestnuts, – mitia poma, castaneœ molles. I frequently pluck wild apples of so rich and spicy a flavor that I wonder all orchardists do not get a scion from that tree, and I fail not to bring home my pockets full. But perchance, when I take one out of my desk and taste it in my chamber, I find it unexpectedly crude, – sour enough to set a squirrel’s teeth on edge and make a jay scream.

These apples have hung in the wind and frost and rain till they have absorbed the qualities of the weather or season, and thus are highly seasoned, and they pierce and sting and permeate us with their spirit. They must be eaten in season, accordingly, – that is, out-of-doors.

To appreciate the wild and sharp flavors of these October fruits, it is necessary that you be breathing the sharp October or November air. The out-door air and exercise which the walker gets give a different tone to his palate, and he craves a fruit which the sedentary would call harsh and crabbed. They must be eaten in the fields, when your system is all aglow with exercise, when the frosty weather nips your fingers, the wind rattles the bare boughs or rustles the few remaining leaves, and the jay, is heard screaming around. What is sour in the house a bracing walk makes sweet. Some of these apples might be labelled, “To be eaten in the wind.”

henry david thoreau ‚wild apples. the history of the apple-tree‘ in ‚the atlantic der monthly‘, volume 10, no. 61, boston 1862

gartenbücher (alexander von humboldt & ein spaziergang nach telgte)

was ist ein gartenbuch? blümchen & deko? das wäre wohl die antwort, wenn man nach dem üblichen angebot in einer buchhandlung geht. gärten haben mit natur erstmal nichts zu tun. die „natur“ ist jedoch eine wichtiger bestandteil eines gartens. was ist „natur“? humboldt gibt einige antworten & jenseits des gartens: „natur“ und kulturlandschaft, ein spaziergang im münsterland.

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humboldt, alexander von

humboldt? das sind die beiden herren, die vor der gleichnamigen universität in berlin, unter den linden, auf sockeln sitzen (alexander und sein älterer bruder wilhelm). nach alexander ist eine architektonisch und finanziell fragwürdige schlossrekonstruktion in berlin benannt, einige schritte weiter über die spree. ihre inhaltliche konzeption ist noch schwammig. humboldt weltweit: humboldtstrom und der spheniscus humboldti / humboldt-pinguin, die lilium humboldtii / humboldt’s lily endemisch in kalifornien, humboldt county und humboldt river im us bundesstaat nevada (der ursprünglich humboldt heissen sollte), denkmäler im new yorker central park und in dem nach ihm benannten park in chicago. es gab sogar mal ein humboldt-jahr … gelesen und rezipiert wird er im deutschsprachigen raum wenig (im universitären kontext) bis gar nicht. Weiterlesen

Gardening is civil and social, but it wants the vigor and freedom of the forest and the outlaw. There may be an excess of cultivation as well as of anything else, until civilization becomes pathetic. A highly cultivated man, -all whose bones can be bent! whose heaven-born virtues are but good manners! The young pines springing up in the cornfields from year to year are to me a refreshing fact.

henry david thoreau , ‚a week on the concord and merrimack rivers‘, 1849

„The gardener sees only the gardener’s garden.“ / ‚autumnal tints‘ von henry david thoreau

The falling leaves, all over the forest, are protecting the roots of my plants. Only look at what is to be seen, and you will have garden enough, without deepening the soil in your yard. We have only to elevate our view a little, to see the whole forest as a garden.
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All this you surely will see, and much more, if you are prepared to see it, – if you look for it. Otherwise, regular and universal as this phenomenon is, whether you stand on the hilltop or in the hollow, you will think for threescore years and ten that all the wood is, at this season, sere and brown. Objects are concealed from our view, not so much because they are out of the course of our visual ray as because we do not bring our minds and eyes to bear on them; for there is no power to see in the eye itself, any more than in any other jelly. We do not realize how far and widely, or how near and narrowly, we are to look. The greater part of the phenomena of Nature are for this reason concealed from us all our lives. The gardener sees only the gardener’s garden. Here, too, as in political economy, the supply answers to the demand. Nature does not cast pearls before swine. There is just as much beauty visible to us in the landscape as we are prepared to appreciate, – not a grain more.

henry david thoreau, ‚autumnal tints‘ in ‚the atlantic monthly‘, volume 10 , no. 60, boston 1862

gärtner im film: ‚all that heaven allows‘ von douglas sirk

The All That Heaven Allows version of the May-September romance formula has [Jane] Wyman playing Cary, a well-to-do widow with two college-age children and a dull social life at the country club. The emptiness at the heart of her life is filled when she meets Ron Kirby [Rock Hudson], the young gardener-turned-tree farmer who prunes the trees that line her all-American suburban home – and then comes back to court her. This simple love story is disrupted by the vicious snobbery of her children and high society acquaintances.

laura mulvey, all that heaven allows

So kommt es, daß man in Lugano in der Schweiz einen Mann begegnen kann, der so wach ist, so gescheit wie keiner, dem ich je begegnet bin, und der einem mit einem ganz kleinen glücklichen Lächeln sagen kann: „Ich habe schon das, was ich gemacht habe, manchmal sehr geliebt.“ Was er geliebt hat, das war z.B. „All that heaven allows“ (1956). Jane Wyman ist eine reiche Witwe, Rock Hudson schneidet ihr die Bäume. In Janes Garten blüht ein „Liebesbaum“, der nur blüht, wo eine Liebe ist, und so wird aus Janes und Rocks zufälligem Zusammentreffen die große Liebe. Rock aber ist fünfzehn Jahre jünger als Jane, und Jane ist total in das gesellschaftliche Leben einer amerikanischen Kleinstadt integriert, Rock ist ein Primitiver, und Jane hat etwas zu verlieren, ihre Freundinnen, das Ansehen, das sie ihrem verstorbenen Mann verdankt, ihre Kinder. Rock liebt zu Anfang die Natur, Jane liebt erstmal gar nichts, weil sie alles hat.

Das sind ein paar beschissene Voraussetzungen für eine große Liebe. Sie, er und die Umwelt.

rainer werner fassbinder, imitation of life. über die filme von douglas sirk

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cary scott (jane wyman) liest ‚walden‘ von henry david thoreau.