Category Archives: Labyrinths

Flower Labyrinth

Gail Stephan has taken photos of the flower labyrinth (“living labyrinth”) at the Unitarian Centre, 49th & Oak (actually on Fremlin, the east side of the church).

The idea is to take a photo every month to see the change in the seasons. Which of these views do you think is the best one?

Labyrinth – April 2017

My labyrinth at 49th & Fremlin is (to me at least) looking totally awesome. Almost all of the plants have been free gifts and most of the soil has been enhanced from composting the sod I dug up.

Right now the little grape hyacinths are so darned perky. And recently half a dozen or so yellow tulips have come up.

I’m watching for signs of the calendula self seeding. Last year the calendula overwintered, but not this year.

A friend gifted us with some summer bulbs:

Sparaxis – Harlequin Flower (20)

St. Brigid Mixture Р Anemone (20)

Both have been planted near the eastern area.

Yesterday I moved about 30 strawberry plants that had outgrown their space in the veggie garden and, yes, a few more baby grape hyacinths. I’m liking the idea of the kids at the church looking for strawberries on the labyrinth.

It’s wonderful to watch the seasonal transitions. We had a lot of snowdrops and crocuses. Now grape hyacinths. The few daffodils have been and gone… Now what?

Hardy plants include geraniums and lambs ears and they are spreading as they do.

Someone’s offered some irises – the smallish straight leaved kind.

I’ve said “no” to campanula, other irises.

Palindromes and Labyrinths – mirror images in art

ingiritext ingiri1I went to the Capture Photography Festival opening. One of the photos was titled in girum imus nocte et consumimur igni.

As I’d been playing with putting text on a labyrinth painting so it would indicate you’re following the same path out as in, a palindrome seemed a perfect solution.

This phrase means something like, we go into the darkness at night and are consumed by fire.

It’s referred to as the devil’s verse, but if you read consumed as transformed, it’s rather labyrinthian, I think. You might just receive illumination or some consuming desire or a spark of insight in the centre.

You enter in the dark  Рyour own dark Рof unconsciousness.

So I’m playing with it on a small wooden panel board. This is in early stages.