Houseplant Madness

In a corner of my office under a table sporting a large philodendron and other miscellaneous greenery, there sits a large, gifted stack of ‘70’s era Horticulture magazines waiting quietly for a rainy day and the resident gardener who finds enjoyment in such things.

That metaphorical day arrived last week – for the literal one had been with us all summer.

 

horticulture magazine, houseplants

 

I propped myself against a bookcase, sliced up a plateful of the coldest and sweetest of red Anjou pears and dug in to the first issue on the pile – May 1974 – conscious of the juice dripping from my chin and fingers, yet unwilling to sacrifice one pleasure for the other.

The issue in my hands was no modern periodical filled with text snippets plated digestibly on graphic-rich pages.  It was article heavy, and ad light – the text small, the illustrations sparse.  I was expected to read.

Horticulture had been in print for 70 years by 1974 – much of it as a plant society journal.  They knew their audience and their audience wanted expertise and experience. James Crockett on the greenhouse, Viki Ferreneia on wildflowers, Dr. Chester Cross with some eyebrow-raising comments on the DDT controversy.

I finished my pear, finished the magazine, and picked up the next one – January 1977, but here I got no further than the editorial, penned by Paul Trachtman, formerly of Time/Life.

Between pages touting the brand new ‘Super Sweet 100’ tomato hybrid and tea roses for 96 cents,  Trachtman expressed his concerns over the societal changes that an increasingly urbanized population was forcing upon us – in particular, the relationship we were losing with the seasons, with our flora and fauna, and with the natural world in general.  But there was hope, he thought…

“There are many signs that people are now trying to get back to the nature of the life process. The resurgence of house plants and indoor gardening is one attempt to recapture what has been taken away, to regain the beat of biological development.  Our own rhythms are intimately connected with plants.”

I dug a little further. A search through earlier issues gleaned more articles, more enthusiasm…more déjà vu. A special insert in October 1978 highlighted the subject of indoor plants through the words of various contributors, and discussed everything from designing your new indoor garden to forcing bulbs in winter.

More than a century had passed since the Victorians had popularized indoor plants – and there was much to be said.

In 1977 I was too busy riding my brother’s Green Machine without a helmet to care much about houseplants, and too young to read about them if I had; but in 2018, Trachtman’ s editorial was fascinating to a GenX garden writer who had been observing the current craze with a mixture of pleasure, amusement, and concern.

horticulture magazine, 1970s, houseplants, indoor gardensPleasure – for like Trachtman, I believe that greening our indoor spaces connects us to our vibrant, living earth in an increasingly mechanized and digitized society. The elevation of this activity in mainstream culture should be lauded.

Amusement – because like sex, the youngest of our adult generations have apparently only recently invented it.  And they’re experts.

Concern – for like all trends, it is likely to lose its thrust and fervent followers. Will we be left with a greener world,  or landfills bursting with plastic pots in once-trending colors?

Consider that swinging pendulum:

In 1977, Houseplants were cool, baby. Even the most staid suburbanite had a philodendron sitting in the corner of the living room – often the receptacle for half-drunk glasses of Gallo’s not-so-finest after a dinner party.  My rural mother had nearly fifty houseplants, and more than half of them deserved euthanasia.

James Crockett’s book The Indoor Garden sold well that next year, boosted no doubt by his nationally acclaimed PBS television series The Victory Garden. It seemed that Trachtman and his party could rightfully feel encouraged that the tide was turning – even if they weren’t thrilled with the accompanying gadgetry of color-changing water meters and talking plant stands that also wanted in on the action.

Yet a mere decade later, houseplants and self-sufficiency were out, big hair and neon were in, and we collectively embraced acronyms that made life more comfortable, like VCRs and SUVs.

Plastic bagged pre-washed salads led us into the 1990’s and by the end of the decade when Millennials began to emerge into a world of PlayStation and playdates, the only one you knew who still kept houseplants was your weird aunt who always was a bit of a hippie anyway – and didn’t she also give birth to your cousins on the living room floor? Eww.

indoor garden center, 1970s furniture, houseplantsWho wanted a scabby philodendron hanging from a scabbier length of macramé?  That was SO 1977.

As if.

Fast forward two decades.  Suddenly your aunt’s dusty ficus is on Amazon for fifty dollars.  Ikea is selling dracaena. Hipsters have succulents around their necks and a woke generation is proclaiming the oxygenating virtues of sansevieria in between mouthfuls of avocado toast.

How high will we swing this time?  For how long?

Trends can be valuable certainly.  They introduce people to concepts that they may not have considered, and increase accessibility to those who have.

But for the trend junkies who allow themselves to be led, and never develop a strong philosophy behind the trends they embrace, there is no lasting impact. A philodendron has no more value than a pair of Princess Reeboks.  A greener world is no better than a grayer one.  With white accents.

This garden writer wants you to enjoy your new urban jungle. She wants you to revel in the oxygen high and preach the green gospel to others.

However.

When the ‘grammers stop ‘gramming images of their Brooklyn rainforests and have moved on to the heightened convenience of a ‘natural look’ petroleum-based sansevieria, because OMG, it is EVERYTHING,  she also hopes you’ve gone deeper.

Creating a greener world is not just about now. This moment. This movement. This generation. It wasn’t about 1977 and how well green went with orange shag carpets. It’s about having a lasting impact on the generations to come, regardless of what’s popular and regardless of what’s pretty. And that comes from believing deeply in the green life you’re living and sharing it for that sake. I’m thankful there were those in my life who shared it with me.

It’s a trend worth preserving. Keep the philodendron.  Be that weird relative.

 


By | 2018-11-07T16:34:51+00:00 November 7th, 2018|

About the Author:

Marianne is the mother of two, wife of one and the voice of The Small Town Gardener. She gardens and writes from her home in the scenic (and exceptionally convenient) heart of Virginia's wine country.

2 Comments

  1. Leslie November 8, 2018 at 12:26 pm - Reply

    I was born in the late 40’s so have gone through all the “eras” you mentioned. My houseplant collection has been in the hundreds. The last few years I’ve “specialized” in orchids (no greenhouse–just phaleonopsis that I let rebloom as often as they will vs. tossing like so many do). Even if I want to build my collection of green plants again, the choices seem severely limited even online. I don’t want succulents. I want green plants. And not just the select few. Choices. Not trends.

    “Trends” are popular in everything. “Unique” has disappeared. I had so many houseplants I can no longer find. Hope they are still out there.

    • Marianne Willburn November 8, 2018 at 12:59 pm - Reply

      That’s an interesting point Leslie – the trend is certainly a bit different this time as the choices have been ‘refined’ to a specific set of pleasing shapes and colors – which I why I am somewhat concerned about the impact this particular trend will actually have. There are many who are in it for the plants – but a great many who aren’t. I wrote another tongue and cheek article about these groups this week and it should be online by next week. Thanks for commenting.

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