Here I write this on the day 0f 3/26/2023… sitting in a chair in the good ole USA… Home of the free… Free? Hmm, I don’t know how well that is going. The land of “FREE SPEACH” is oozing over with a thing called cancel culture. Basically, this “cancel culture” has turned into a serious addiction for some. They seem to look for things to get angry with and claim it must be stopped, censored, changed, rewritten, forgotten, etc. It is really weird to me as an artist who thinks all expression that does not directly harm a person or their belongings should be allowed. I also think history should not be forgotten or rewritten.
Then we have the order of importance we should attach to things. How important is a subject? Well, if you are a lover of cancel culture it is not about fighting demons or true evils. It is about finding things to cancel. It is about patting yourself on the back for fighting for what you can claim a good cause. Maybe you are a warrior of words on the internet and wish to do good with your commentary on the slave trade surrounding the sugar trade. Maybe you are wanting to go after child trafficking and work to push politicians to get off their asses on that. Maybe you are sick of how the lithium mining is done and by whom… damage and squalor, people without clean water working 15-hour days. Ah, a warrior to help battle homelessness in wealthy countries? Maybe going after the opiate problem? Anti-war? Nah… if you are a woke cancel culture fan you are probably going after words, art, the personal expression you don’t agree with, labels on consumer products that you assume may offend someone you don’t know… and, umm, maybe houseplants?
I just did this quickie tattoo of a houseplant. This is one of the most common houseplants in the Americas. It is The Tradescantia Zebrina. This plant is more commonly called a Wandering Jew.
So… the debate has begun. Is it cool to call it a Wandering Jew plant? If it is not, then what shall we call it? Is it racist or antisemitic to call it a Wandering Jew? Spiderwort is a name some use. Probably offensive to spiders. Not many know it as Spiderwort though.
Anyways, the theme now popular amongst woke cancel culture types is that this name came to popularity via the Nazi folk who pushed it via propaganda and it was to make people hate Jews because of a Jew who was cursed to wander as an immortal forever after some bad verbal behavior. = Jews bad! “YAWN” Jesus was a Jew. John who baptized him was a Jew. One bad vs multiple good Jews in a made-up story equals Jews bad? Bad propaganda people in charge of that one.
Besides the fact that there are people on this planet that think the name of this plant is the big huge problem they need to invest their time in to save the world, that is wrong. The name Wandering Jew for this plant pre-dates the Nazi crud by a long time. Good 150 years or so is the time I’m talking about.
The origin of the meaning attached to the name is debatable, but all the woke folk are way off. They keep writing that their reasons are fact and we’ll have our next generation quoting it as fact though. Re-write history to fit a narrative.
So what are the most likely origins of this plant’s common name?
The most likely one is it is attached to the story of a mythical man (previously mentioned) invented 800 years ago that became a folk tale about a guy who got cursed because he teased Jesus while he carried his cross to his own crucifixion. That story btw has changed about a zillion times to fit the times, but it is just a random folk tale with not much to back it up. It is great fuel for artists, so it has been rewritten and re-told uncountable times. It has been used in songs, and poems uncountable times. It is referenced in books, movies, and plays… visual artists have explored it repeatedly. It is a story to play with because it has ZERO historical attachment besides its use in art.
This plant (which is native to the Americas) was named in Europe Tradescantia after John Tradescant who brought it there, and zebrina from the stripes on a zebra, due to its striped leaves that “wander,” from the main plant like crazy. Tradescantia zebrina.
The next most plausible origin of the common name for this plant is biblical. It is simply a reference to the Jewish people wandering in the desert for 40 years. If you don’t know that story it isn’t worth me explaining at this time. The moral of that story is basically (for the Jews) that they should have trusted in God in the first place, doubt wasn’t cool.
The next plausible origin is that the name comes from the Jewish people constantly being pushed from their homeland and ruled over for centuries, which in turn made the Jewish people constantly be forced to wander as a people… seeking homes. The plant’s behavior can be used as a simple analogy for the way many saw the behavior of Jewish people cast out into the world as a group. The plant once taken root can thrive, it sends out wandering shoots seeking more places to thrive, but still maintains a connection to the main plant. The Jews in history were often taken in or moved into areas and built communities (taking root) and then people slowly spread from those communities (like the wandering bits of the plant) in hopes of establishing more. The plant outside of America is considered invasive. Many people felt in certain areas and times the Jewish people with growing communities were directly competing or affecting lifestyles in ways they (the original inhabitants) didn’t dig = Invasive.
Most did not think of the plant in any negative way, however, so it rapidly became a beloved houseplant. Both Gentiles and Jewish people liked it and called it a Wandering Jew. When I found out that woke cancel culture knobs were going after this plant I shot a quick cut-and-paste message to a few people I know that happen to be Jewish. It said “Hey, I was wondering your thoughts on the houseplant called a wandering jew. Is the name good or bad? Don’t look stuff up, just your quick thoughts. Only two of them even knew what a Wandering Jew was. One sent a picture of a huge one in their house. None thought it anti-semantic or anything else negative. Of the two who knew what it was, neither had any clue it was ever considered bad, and neither had a clue of any other name for it.
A very small sampling indeed, but nonetheless a sampling.
In conclusion… good or bad – don’t cancel things. They are what they are. We learn from both good and bad experiences and actions. We do not need to erase them or rewrite our pasts. Also, if the name of a plant peeves you that much, then you’ve got a pretty sweet life. STFU and find a new hobby.
Side note: the tattoo took about an hour-ish to do. Me writing this babble took about the same. I was however able to eat donuts, drink coffee, and listen to a podcast on quantum spin liquid while writing this, and I was not able to do so while tattooing. 🙂
Just before the dreaded Covid 19 appeared and took over the planet I got involved in the donut business with my son. Sasquatch Donuts in Port Angeles, Wa. We bought an existing donut place that wasn’t doing well and set about making the donuts great … and just 2 months in the Covid thing happened. Frigg’n timing sucked. I ended up working there doing customer service, which was NOT the original plan. Did it until the end of September 2022, which btw I can say was so far overall the worst and hardest year of my life, and because most people around me happened to have been very self-absorbed and self-centered in general I had no back. Oh how frigg’n fun. (That was sarcasm) Anyways… my customer service experience gave me a new appreciation for those who do that work, but I’m sticking to art. Sliding into 2023 I am not connected with Sasquatch Donuts at all. I signed over all my share of ownership to my son in 2022 and am out of there. I do still love donuts though. Just eating them, not selling… and I much prefer the freshly made real deal than the bulk frozen months old thawed out crud they sell in the bakeries of the large grocery stores and the like.
My reason for this donut blabber is more to do with sasquatch as a brand. I live in the Pacific Northwest and Sasquatch is a big thing here. Sasquatch Donuts is a cool thing.
and…
This is the first sasquatch tattoo I’ve done since leaving sasquatch donuts.
It is a small tattoo, just 4″ in height. The inside is a Pacific Northwest theme meant to represent this area. The guy who got it was from here, but lives elsewhere now. A homage to his hometown of Port Angeles and the surrounding area. Hills, trees, mountains, an exaggerated version of a particular type of night sky we sometimes get her, and just to make sure everyone knows it (and sasquatch) are a super serious subject we included a tiny cartoonish spaceship.
So, that is the end of this post. If you ever go sasquatch hunting in the PNW watch out for aliens. We’ve got those as well.
Shot through the heart… love is the bearer of the most brutal of arrows. It comes from nowhere, takes us unawares, ensnares us, and sometimes takes root to begin growing. Like all things that grow, that live… it is unstable and requires very specific things to thrive. It must thrive and grow in certain ways too, equally… for if one side withers it takes it all down. Ah, love. Let that seed grow and take root in your heart and eventually, it must end. All things of this world end.
Anyways… this was a quick ink sketch on a 9″ high X 12″ wide piece of thick-ish paper that I decided to treat to a bit of acrylic paint and a tad of watercolor. It ended up mostly acrylic paint with very little ink or watercolor showing.
Ending the year with this simple ink sketch… just because.
Ink sketch about 7″ tall I’d guess.
Fiddled with a filter and got this….
and that is all I’ve got for you.
Hopefully 2023 will be a great year for the creatures that inhabit this earth. I wish you all the awesomeness of better years and better times. No matter if your 2022 was kick-ass groovy or pure crud, a better year is always a hope.
Not really a title to this, but had to call it something. Dream.
It is a 16″ x 20″ canvas painted with acrylic in a style that mixes my expressionistic painting with old-school traditional American tattoo art. I did this as a test… testing myself actually to see if I could do what I wanted. It is a portrait of a girl named Sydney who is pretty much the only person who can seem to put up with me on a long-term basis without wanting to choke me, shoot me, beat me with a bat, etc. The test was to see if I could mix the painting and design styles in a portrait of a specific person.
The canvas I used was basically the only one of the size I wanted which was around, and I’d already put the background on it for a different painting. I’d have gone with a more fleshy type deal that matched her skin tones if starting from scratch, but I was too lazy to paint over what I’d previously done. Add to that I kinda dug the background. My next attempt at this will be different because of that. Overall it came out pretty good. Good for my goals that is. The idea is possibly to offer such a thing with a few catches as an art project. We will see if I am into it after doing a few.
As for this one… Dream… upon starts and with luck. Lucky dreams. That is the theme subject-wise, and the style is already explained.
How do we solve the puzzle once the pieces are lost?
A small ink-on-paper piece that originated with the idea of realizing or knowing too much and not wanting to know or believe because it was possibly a hallucination, but it seemed too real to not be the truth. Took to much was not my idea of a title for this little drawing, but as I was about to upload this I saw a meme that said “took too much” and had a cat with a bunch of catnip spazzing out so I went with it. The internet changes all. This was drawn on a regular piece of 8.5″ x 11″ copy paper with a Pigma micron pen. The original shall see the garbage while prints shall live on.
You can get little prints of this sweet ass ink drawing HERE.
and… You can get this kick-ass design as a sticker HERE. I am recommending stickers for everyone because it is a trippy design and stickers are not costly so I know you can afford them. This is the perfect deal, you get a sticker, everyone who sees it thinks it is kick-ass, tells you how amazing your taste is, asks where you got the sticker, you tell them to check out AARRON.COM or google Aarron Laidig (mention the two As & two Rs) so they can check out my visual shenanigans…. and BAM! You are now like a superhero to them all because you purchased a sticker which eventually lead to them finding my art, and…. it changed their life.
Funny add on for you. As you are very aware I don’t use spell check or anything of the sort on this blog. I type fast and make a mess. I like it that way. I do use such things when creating forms and corresponding with gallery administrators or other types where it could harm me if I fail to re-read what I wrote before hitting send or submit. I even have a copy of Grammarly running in the background for such instances. Well… I forgot to shut it off. I’ve currently half a dozen tabs open with my sporadic babble on them and Grammarly is having a fit I think. It wants me to change every other word I wrote. Humor. I’m leaving my mess as is.
Did I mention you should get a sticker? You can do that HERE if you’d like.
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