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with flagstones interspersed with Irish moss and creeping thyme. The birdbath fit in perfectly and, along with an arbor, two benches, standing birdbath and several large pots, as an integral part of our quiet garden. The area has become a place for us to read, talk, greet the neighbors, or watch over our lovebird Rosie, who longs to play in the garden with his wild cousins (except the crows, who seem to laugh at the little guy in the funny green and red pajamas). enough. Three years ago, while making the move from Squamish to North Vancouver, instead of following my first instinct and donating it to the Squamish dump to be found in 200 years by a thoroughly confounded archaeologist, we decided to stick it in the community garden at Zig-Zag Park in Pemberton Heights, created by my mother-in-law, noted North Van artist and gardener Marjorie Ashdown. Having waited a couple of weeks for a reaction, I could wait no At the other end of the scale, of course, is Binkley, North Van's best-known sculptor. With works ranging in size from miniature to majestic, carved out of everything from pacific white marble and glass to prairie green granite, Binkley fashions the cold, hard stone into everything from figures to fruit, and abstracts to benches which come alive in his hands. Binkley and his wife Michelle are staples on the Art in the Garden Tour, opening their astounding sculpture garden on east 1st. St., which showcases their amazing combined talents of art and gardening. With his work in the collections of many people around the world including Bryan Adams in London, Cecilia Bartoli in Rome, former German Chancellor Helmut Kohl, and Sir Richard Glyn, among others, some of Binkley's works have had gardens created around them. At least one garden sculpture I know of has a slightly less honorable pedigree. More than 30 years ago, my friend Bob Quinn wanted to do a bust of me when he was a student at the Alberta College of Art. I lugged the head around since then, storing it away in a succession of basements and garages, when my wife Cathie realized the real thing was bad longer, and asked her about it. I could see the light go on. Unbeknownst to me, I had done the dirty deed only a few hours before Halloween Night. She hadn't recognized the face (it has changed somewhat over the years) and, having found it the next morning and thinking it had been stolen, canvassed the neighborhood. Finding no takers, she called the North Van RCMP. The officer came and took notes, brushed off the dirt, and hefted my head back to the detachment. When I went up the next day to retrieve my visage, the officer was obviously not amused at my prank. Perhaps it was the paperwork. But he eventually relented, and the sculpture now has pride of place in my garden with its unique history, and I can actually claim to have been turned in by my own mother-in-law. So, whether your garden sculpture has simply a price tag, an honorable pedigree, or a police record, if it feels good and looks right, just do it. Gardens are a work in progress, and garden art can enhance any environment. July | August