The natural world has been cultivated over time by every living thing to walk the earth. Cities of plankton and coral have receded and blossomed, we have melted and frozen and melted again forming mountains and oceans, continents and islands. I'd like to think of Los Angeles as the "arranged natural." A city that grew from our hands, but grew nonetheless.
Thence the botanical sketches include more than just the clover at my doorstep, but the doorstep as well, and the market at the corner, and the abandoned mill three blocks down overgrown with vines. These too are my landscape.
