These plant bedfellows seem to embody contrasts and echoes. Both are linear, with some symmetry, but neither are rigidly so. I get the feeling a mathematician might find reverie here. Curves, curls – wobbles, even – add complexity and soften any harshness. Someone or something has taken a chunk out of one iris petal, but the lines and colours are so hypnotic, we hardly notice it.
The fern seems content to play a supporting role, creating a backdrop of greenery for the iris to shine against, but look closer and it has bags of character. There’s something elemental about it. A talented child seems to have drawn the outline for the plant to fill in.
Equally elegant despite the odd flaw, the blue iris and fingery fern both have flair, their arching lines giving this little garden vignette a sense of movement. Together they are so much more than the sum of their parts.