This has been a time of much production. My hibernation has transformed into a far reaching creative awakening.
After the Quindaro Symposium, I had a few delicious beverages with my dear friend Carmen Moreno of West Bottoms Reborn. We were going to continue merrymaking at an open studio, but wound up settling in with hot tea and great conversation on my couch. We were productive… and I’m not being facetious. That night, we recorded my commentary track for Weaving the River and ideas for future projects sprouted up from the fertile grounds of our minds…
One of them is this, Corpse Flower. Tuscon currently has one in bloom. A few days prior I saw the live feed come across social media and it had been simmering in my mind. I have been fascinated by the inflorescence of the Titan Arum ever since it came onto my radar several years back.
Not familiar with the Corpse Flower? Well, here are some basics. It originates from Sumatra. It is the largest flower on record – growing up to 10 feet from stem to tip of spadix. Under favorable circumstances. the plant flowers once every 7-10 years. When the bud does appear, it grows at an exceedingly rapid pace: 4-6 inches per day. So from bud to bloom, it is about two weeks of breakneck growth. Once bloomed, it is exotically beautiful. And is known for it’s awful odor. The odor attracts pollinators, so the circle of life can continue. And after all of this, the bloom only last for about 48 hours.
There is a lesson within this life cycle. One that resonates deeply with me. To wait for something for so long, to produce something so grand to only have it live for a blip of time. This is the artists way… we prepare for performances and shows: weeks, months, years… the shows are over in a blink and we hope that somehow our creation echoes with our audience. That we have touched another sentient being in a visceral, meaningful way.
After years of beneath the surface “work”, I have budded forth with rapid growth. Part of my cycle was recording all of my old tunes as a means of getting my chops back. I have never released any of these tracks. The bud has grown to bloom… now.
Are they perfect? Hell no. Do they capture a moment? Absolutely.
They are exotically beautiful. And, well, they may have their own foulness.. but only to spawn and pollinate future growth.
I must honor where I have come from so I have a better sense of where I want to go and grow.