Last week of the 12th Berlin Biennale! @berlinbiennale Here is Station 8: Jesus meets the women of Jerusalem There are many stories that I am trying to weave into the main narrative, from ideas about environmental extreme ties, military experiments, and trade. But, today I’ll share a little bit about the bright pink flower that you see in the lower left hand corner and in a few other paintings. That pink flower was inspired by the Bromeliad Neoregelia which I learned about years ago at Wave Hill. In real life, it is an epiphyte which uses other trees for support... I took the liberty to place it on the ground. What is most poetic to me, though, is that the Bromeliad Neoregelia completely turns a bright, deep, pink-red when it is ready to bloom. And then, in an moment of climax, it blooms little lavender flowers, like little explosions from its pistil. And then upon this burst, it dies. When I first learned about this plant, I made an artist book which thought of this narrative as a metaphor for Achilles, who dies “in full bloom”— perhaps to preserve the height of his glory in poetry. I like this idea of folding in nature’s “teen spirit” into the Stations of the Cross. As nature comes of age and dies, the story of Christ— aging into eternity— still trudges on.