It is impossible to visit Guanajuato without falling in love with Talavera, and when you’ve seen the real thing, you will not accept an imitation.
The pottery is made from a sifted earth that is mixed and molded and sanded and fired twice — once to harden the clay, and once to develop the vibrant patterns. The technique has been refined over generations — the first Talavera was brought to Mexico from Spain in the early 1600’s.
She laughed when she saw me sketching her work —it was a generous laugh.
I watched a woman, famous for her craft, deftly outline an intricate pattern that she filled with colored glazes. The shades of blue and gold, green and red were muted; the real colors would be revealed after the piece had been fired for ten hours.
My attempts at copying her art were laughable. She made a gift of a beautiful traditional planter. Each year I display my favorite blooming cactus in it.
It’s cultivated across much of the world for cosmetic and medicinal purposes. Its origins are mysterious. It has been transplanted so widely, its ancestral home is a matter of debate: Sudan or the Arabian peninsula? These regions have been suggested because they host similar native Aloes. Locations further afield have also been considered — perhaps the Canary Islands?
An international coalition of scientists from the UK, Denmark, Norway, Australia, Ethiopia and South Africa, led by Olwen Grace of London’s Kew Gardens and Nina Rønsted of the University of Copenhagen, attempted to solve the mystery by assembling a comprehensive genetic sampling of members of the Aloe genus.
“Tell me professor” he was holding a vigorous specimen, “what do you think?”
He smiled, amused by my curiosity, “We’ll never know for sure, but we believe Aloe vera originated on the Arabian peninsula — the northernmost extreme of the Aloe’s natural range.
It’s ancient popularity,” he explained, “is apparent in it’s spread along trade routes.”
I nodded. I’ve seen it’s fleshy leaves sold in Manhattan’s best markets. I’ve sold it to San Francisco cooks to sooth burns. It thrives in my coastal garden.
“Tell me which is your favorite.”
“I don’t have a favorite.”
“Well show me something special.”
The Gasteraloe Green Ice in my garden is one of my favorites.
I’m often asked about my favorite succulent. I can’t narrow it to one plant, but there are some in my garden that always make me smile. Gasteraloe “Green Ice” is one of them. It’s a hybrid between Aloe variegate and a Gasteria called “Little Warty”.
Bigeneric hybrids are rare in the natural world, though they sometimes occur. More often they are the result of human intervention — mules are an example.
These days scientists use tissue culture to bring rare hybrids into cultivation.
Gasteraloe hybrids are easy to grow and happy with Bay Area weather as long as you provide frost protection.
I was traveling in South Africa when I saw it in a botanical garden. “It’s a very old plant” my guide advised. It was three feet across and the succulent leaves formed a perfect spiral.
“And the offsets,” I asked, “what do they look like?” The small plants he showed me were still in a rooting tray.
“Some,” he said, “will spiral clockwise. Some will spiral counter-clockwise.” I had to use my imagination. “You must be patient,” he said.
I sketched a plant that was beginning it’s second year. It bore little resemblance to the parent.
He shook his head. “Poaching is a problem. We are losing these plants in the wild.”
A beautiful addition to any garden, it’s native to Lesotho, a tiny mountainous kingdom entirely surrounded by the country of South Africa. The tightness of the twist will very by plant due to genetics and age.