NATURE'S ART of IMPERFECTION
The first time I heard this term,
I thought my friend Yaeko was asking me to pass the hot green mustard.
The 'elevator pitch' is this:
Nature's art of imperfection, or "Wabi-sabi"
is: time-sensitive, ever-evolving, natural beauty.
Wabi-sabi is spontaneous as waves on the beach.
It doesn't require mirrors, artifice or compliments to exist.
It's also a form of ancient nature worship --
a meditation on the essence of time.
When we bring nature inside our modern urban dwellings,
we create an alter that mindfully honors
all that is creation.
It quietly validates our right to exist happily,
perfectly imperfect as a four leaf clover.
It's a zen idea. An old one. It's the anthesis of seeking youthful perfection. When we appreciate the beauty of an orchid, for instance, accepting it's unique imperfections; we embrace our own human flaws by default.
I'm Kate, a potter in the wilds of the Pacific Northwest
who makes ceramic homes for orchids and their mindful owners.
I throw a little rugged Northwest beauty into each piece.
No two are alike. I don't mass produce any of our products.
Each orchid pot is created as an individual piece of art.
Just as orchids are unique individuals, so are their owners.
I love orchids, and many other plants. I have a collection of unique ferns and moss out in our garden.
We were visiting a local nursery yesterday. While enjoying the open-air aisles looking for ferns, primroses and other signs of spring, I came upon a cedar-shingled hut, organically stained 'St. Patrick's' green -- roof-to-stairs. It was covered with some form of Northwestern lichen, moss or nondescript 'biological growth'.
Truthfully, I love this green stuff that grows on friggin' everything around here. It's part of the charm (and challenge) of living in Seattle. One of my favorite things is furry-mossy street signs, fences, planter boxes...cars...even mail boxes.
Okay...so I'm walking around enjoying a little unexpected sun and come upon a hut...
I looked beyond the cloudy-sky reflection in the window and stared inside the charming green hut.
There at a disheveled desk (very much like my own at home), sat a hobbit of a gardener in green overalls. She had a pixie haircut, a perplexed look on her round face and an office phone up to her ear. Above her was a sign that announced the purpose of this 18'x 20' installation. The neon sign read:
"ANSWER SHACK" in large, friendly letters.
I had an impulse to go inside and ask her: "...If a an tree falls in the nursery..."
but she was busy, so I moved on.
This nursery has a terrific variety of plants, it's the place to go for culinary herbs.
I usually end up admiring the shapes and colors of the species all lined up together in the same way I enjoy museums, or car shows.
It's Wabi-sabi, nature's art of imperfection.
Our 'Wabi-sabi' vase is on permanent display at the Wild Ginger Restaurant in Seattle with another there in the front window. It's made of unglazed raku ceramic like our raku O-Pots. To bring nature's unapologetic, unpolished spontaneous beauty indoors.
|WABI SABI VASE (right) @ Wild Ginger Restaurant, Permanent Display, Seattle, spiritlinepottery.com|
|Wild Ginger Restaurant, Seattle|