Monday, May 17, 2010

If a clown had a garden

File this under unnatural fears.  The clown part, especially.  I don’t know precisely what it is, whether it be the deathly-white face, big red nose, or multi-hued wig, but something about clowns triggers a primal fear in me.  I avoid them at all costs.  Fortunately, clowns don’t dig Alaska, so I don’t often encounter them.  Rumor has it they frequent birthday parties of unfortunate children, but in all my years of party attendance, both willing and unwilling, I have never seen one.  I hear the big cities are plagued with their less flamboyant cousins, the mimes, but I can’t say for sure. 

If you are currently considering revenge of some kind, do consider a hot tip: tell your victim to visit this search on clown pictures, which turned up a mere 3,980,000 results.  Not for the faint of heart.  I’m almost positive there is a movie genre devoted to clown horror (filed away next to dental horror) so I know I’m not the only one that gets freaked out by painted faces wearing day-glow polyester hair.

41K7TjKUWJL__SL500_AA300_ I can even buy this handy dandy book to overcome my coulrophobia, or fear of clowns.  Yes, it’s so prevalent, there is a real fancy-sounding term for it.  Egad. 

Musing on clown behavior, something I try not to do by the way, has led me consider if there are plants ideally suited to them.  I’m not thinking obnoxious behavior necessarily, but I am reminded of the old clown gag where too many clowns fit in one tiny car.  I guess I can be clownish in the garden, ramming things in cheek-by-jowl until there are so many things in such a small space that it’s a fight to the death for the poor things, a horticultural “Lord of the Flies” if you will.  Some actual plants with clown names include Clown fig (Ficus aspera), Clown orchid, Hibiscus ‘Clown’, and Amaryllis ‘Clown’.  My two bits: a clown friendly garden would include bold colors, plants that “leave a mark,” and plants that are out of scale (large leaves or microscopic plants). 

Clowns are all about color.  When I think “clown”, I don’t think of pastel or muted shades.  Clowns are primary color loving, loud and proud, just think of a box of crayons.  I realize this is a touchy subject, for what is the high and Holy Grail of the plant world for some is the chewing gum on the bottom of the shoe for others, for both color and combination thereof.  And genus too, I suppose.   Some random ideas in this department: Gladiolus, Gaillardia (the bright red and gold one, I just can’t get myself to like it, no matter how I try), white daisies (don’t ask me why), and gerbera daisies.  Please feel free to add (or subtract) from this list.

fall 2006 023Take a sniff, I dare you…. 

So what does a clown love in a flower?  I think clowns would really love lilies: any flower that makes a perfectly reasonable person look like a fool has got to be on the list.  Think of the clown gag involving the lapel-mounted flower.  As the sucker goes in for a sniff, the clown squeezes the magic button and “squirt,” the sniffer gets a shot of water in the eye.  I suppose the horticultural equivalent of the lapel squirt is sniffing a lily and ending up with pollen on your snoot.  Been there, done that.  Pollen is one of those really-difficult-to-remove-from-anything-but-a-bee type substances, ranking right up there with red wine, dog urine, and grass as far as things you don’t want to get on Aunt Clara’s white couch.  If not lilies, then Euphorbia.  The sap really does cause blistering (at least on my face, it did).  Those freaky horror-type clowns would get a chuckle out of my discomfort.

I can’t think of the last time I saw a clown tastefully dressed in clothes, let alone shoes, in the proper size.  It just isn’t done.  So a clown garden would be full of big, over-sized flowers and plants.  That, or teeny, weenie, tiny plants.  Scale be darned.  Many (admittedly fantastic) tropicals are on the short clown-approved list: Colocasia, Musa, Alocasia, Hedychium, and we mustn’t forget Zantedeschia.  I guess alpines and dwarf conifers would be on the list, too.  I keep coming back to Gerber daisies, but maybe it’s just a mental block.

So to sum up this silly bit of prose (which may in fact be the dumbest thing I’ve written in a long time), many of us garden in a distinctive style, whether it be prairie, cottage, formal, New Wave, minimalist, what have you.  Most styles are characterized by certain types of plants so I think “clown” is a legitimate design category.  Clowns are supposed to make people laugh, right?  I probably could stand to laugh more often, so maybe I’ll convert my minimalist garden into a clown garden.  (That was a joke.) 

Any clown lovers out there?  Any clowning around in your garden?

19 comments:

Dirt Digger said...

I am terrified of clowns (the movie IT cinched it for me) and would support their full removal. Love the post!!

Elephant's Eye said...

In defense of Gerberas, the real thing, the daisy from Barberton, is not the huge horticultural (clownish) monstrosity. Complete with a little plastic collar (clown's ruff) to hold its head up. http://www.plantzafrica.com/plantefg/gerberajames.htm
Have a look? Not so creepy?
If you dig back in history, there is probably a deepseated reason why people are afraid of clowns. Something medieval, like the plague?

Rebecca @ In The Garden said...

Clowns also scare the heck out of me (shudder).

Noelle said...

My son-in-law does NOT like clowns so my garden does not resemble one....at least I don't think so ;-)

Melanie said...

To me it seems clowns and their behaviour are an elaborate attempt to disguise their sadness and or depression. As for clownish gardens I think they would be full of gnomes and other garish rubbish.

Kate said...

Uh oh. I don't like clowns - at all! - and I think any grown man that dresses up like a clown is seriously disturbed and should be locked up.

That said, I fear I've unwittingly planted a clown garden. :)

Nola @ the Alamo said...

I share your dislike for clowns. I wouldn't want anything in my garden reminding me of, or representing clowns. It's enough for me to have garden gnomes, which (like pink flamingos) are about as daring as I get!

Gloria said...

Hiding behind a mask, yes clowns are creepy. But here is my question, Christine B. how do you think of these things, chuckle out loud! I don't like or grow gladiolus, white daisys (I keep pulling them) or gallardia (they make me sneeze) Ps - I moved my blog to www.DakotaGarden.com

Christine B. said...

@Gloria
How do I think of these things? I s'pose I'm really immature or really imaginative, take your pick;)

CB

Susan in the Pink Hat said...

IT did for me with clowns and Tim Curry. But you cannot put dwarf conifers in clown land. That is just wrong!

joey said...

I know many friends with clown phobia ... and not too fond of them myself. I'm with you regarding Gaillardia but love daisies! This was a weird post .... I loved it!

Grace Peterson said...

Hi Christine, I'm not a fan of the clown either. Let's keep things real. None of this masking thy true self as funny and flamboyant. Kind of like the weeds buddying up next to their neighbors posing as important. No can do.

Love your tarp of the week. Nice and tidy and rather ingenious. Smart people up in them thar parts.

Indoor Fountains said...

Thanks to Stephen King's IT I am also afraid of clowns...."they all float down here" ahhhhhh!!!

Les said...

I never had a clown issue while I was young, but once I found out about John Wayne Gacy, all that changed. A couple of nights ago there was a documentary on TV about McDonalds. They had very old footage of Willard Scott as the first Ronald McDonald, talk about scary!

I would like to thank you for stopping by my recent Bloom Day post.

GoneferalinID said...

Clowns are pretty gross, but planting a "clown car" garden is just my style. I am guilty of using possibly too many bright colors as well. Very well written post BTW.

James A-S said...

The correct name for the fear of clowns is Coulrophobia.

I can see that they are a bit creepy but I don't find myself running screaming towards the tundra.

When I was a child there were two distinct sorts of clown: the baggy trousered smiley faced one that fell over and the prim and bossy one in a white outfit with conical hat. The latter was the most annoying.
An Alaskan clown would, i presume, wear trousers crafted from tarpaulins and a wooly hat.

Clown as a form of garden style may take a while to catch on: other garden styles that are struggling against the status quo also include:
Hamster (small plants with bulgy cheeks - many sedums come into this category)
Fish Factory (evil smelling plants and anything a bit slimy)
DeLorean (expensive plants that look lovely but tend to disappear very quickly never to return)

camissonia said...

Clowns are so not my cup of tea. They are, as far as I'm concerned, the carrion flowers in an otherwise excellent garden...just my 2 cents.

"Daffodil Planter" Charlotte Germane said...

Cute post! How about shaggy mums to echo the pom-poms on clown costumes?

Kyna said...

I just saw this...clowns HORRIFY me. One Canada Day, my mum and I were walking down a popular shopping street in Edmonton. A clown jumped out in front of me and shouted 'HAPPY CANADA DAYYY!' in my face. I started SCREAMING (and swearing) at him, I was so startled. I very nearly kicked him in the crotch out of reflex.
Great post :D

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