Ginkgo necklace by Maria Jauhiainen, via 2 Jane. Also available in sterling silver.
Ginkgo Trees-To-Be Kit
A ginkgo Trees-To-Be Kit from Wrapables could be the perfect gift for a tree-loving friend or family member.
Call for Submissions - Festival of the Trees #1
It’s not too late to participate in the first Festival of the Trees. Ginkgos aren’t the only trees in the forest, but it would be nice to see a few entries. The deadline is Friday, June 30, 2006, so hurry along, my little ginkgo nuts, and be creative.
Click here for submission details.
Ginkgo Wednesdays: Photography
Gingko Leaves, Hand-Tinted with Oil, by Albert C. Koetsier.
308 Yellow Ginkgo
By artist Rosemary Luckett. Seen at Touchstone Gallery.
Gingko trees provide four seasons of beauty
Julie Monson writes:
Of the trees we planted in our new garden eight years ago - mayten, coast live oak, Japanese maple and vine maple, purple-leafed plum, Arbutus ‘Marina’, Austrian black pine and dogwood - one of my favorites (and hardiest) is Ginkgo biloba.
It is now a graceful 25-foot high tree, with a spread of its lower branches to about 15 feet. It is stunning, especially in the fall, when its fan-shaped green leaves turn brilliant yellow and shiver on their slender stems. The leaves tend to fall suddenly, creating a golden carpet surrounding the base of the tree.
Recently, I was given a second gingko, now only 5 feet tall, which I planted near its cousin, with the expectation that as they mature their golden plumage might mingle for a spectacular effect. At the end of the driveway near our garage, these two special trees signal a “welcome home,” whether I’m returning from a local errand or a six-week trip.
Gingko biloba has a fascinating history, beginning with a fossil record as early as 270 million years ago. It was widely distributed 180 million years ago, and is therefore a relic of another epoch. Native to China, it was discovered in Japan and taken to Belgium in about 1727 by Engelbert Kaempfer, a German naturalist with the Dutch East India Company. He introduced gingko into European cultivation at the Botanic Garden of Utrecht.
Read the rest at the Marin Independent Journal.
Willow and Ginkgo
The willow is like an etching,
Fine-lined against the sky.
The ginkgo is like a crude sketch,
Hardly worthy to be signed.
The willow’s music is like a soprano,
Delicate and thin.
The ginkgo’s tune is like a chorus
With everyone joining in.
The willow is sleek as a velvet-nosed calf;
The ginkgo is leathery as an old bull.
The willow’s branches are like silken thread;
The ginkgo’s like stubby rough wool.
The willow is like a nymph with streaming hair;
Wherever it grows, there is green and gold and fair.
The willow dips to the water,
Protected and precious, like the kings favorite daughter.
The ginkgo forces its way through gray concrete;
Like a city child, it grows up in the street.
Thrust against the metal sky,
Somehow it survives and even thrives.
My eyes feast upon the willow,
But my heart goes to the ginkgo.
By Eve Merriam.
Ginkgo Fridays: Furniture
Ginkgo outdoor bench, available from Shop NC.
Ginkgo Wednesdays: Photography
Image courtesy of donp17.
Sculptural Wall Relief
Sculptural wall reliefs with sterling silver hanger and gingko pendant. One of a kind branch elements, handmade paper with real gingko leaves embedded or collagraph printed. Also available without jewelry component.
Available from Widgeon Cove Studios.
Ginkgo Fridays: DIY
The ambitious among you may wish to try making Cynthia Wiig’s hand-forged ginkgo fan earrings. Full instructions at Hoover & Strong.
Ginkgo Wednesdays: Photography
Kairakuen Park, Mito, Japan. Image courtesy of kungfootv.
Ginkgo in Autumn
Lithograph available from Anita Munman 20th Century Fine Art.
Ginkgo Fridays: Tiles
Hand-pressed ginkgo leaves, available from Empire Tile Works.
Ginkgo Wednesdays: Photography
Image courtesy of Joie de Vivre.
Moorcroft plate
Moorcroft plate, Macintyre, decorated with gingko leaves, once for sale at Treadway Gallery.
Father’s Day
Jazz up your father’s tie wardrobe with this hand-painted ginkgo tie. Available from Tie Tracks.
A Man Meets a Woman in the Street
Under the separated leaves of shade
Of the gingko, that old tree
That has existed essentially unchanged
Longer than any other living tree,
I walk behind a woman. Her hair’s coarse gold
Is spun from the sunlight that it rides upon.
Women were paid to knit from sweet champagne
Her second skin: it winds and unwinds, winds
Up her long legs, delectable haunches,
As she sways, in sunlight, up the gazing aisle.
The shade of the tree that is called maidenhair,
That is not positively known
To exist in a wild state, spots her fair or almost fair
Hair twisted in a French twist; tall or almost tall,
She walks through the air the rain has washed, a clear thing
Moving easily on its high heels, seeming to men
Miraculous . . . Since I can call her, as Swann couldn’t,
A woman who is my type, I follow with the warmth
Of familiarity, of novelty, this new
Example of the type,
Reminded of how Lorenz’s just-hatched goslings
Shook off the last remnants of the egg
And, looking at Lorenz, realized that Lorenz
Was their mother. Quacking, his little family
Followed him everywhere; and when they met a goose,
Their mother, they ran to him afraid.
Ginkgo Fridays: Textiles
Oblong ginkgo leaf pillow, available from The Design Patch.