There are certain phrases that stick with me—even better if they’re in a song—that reference planting seeds in new places. What it might be to plant something and watch it grow, not knowing the lands or the contexts it has been embedded into? Curiously, this sentiment can metaphorically link heroes, victims, and villains of much of migratory history. Colonial exploits continue to transplant and overtake natural vegetation displaced by invasive species. Inversely, guerrilla planting tactics of indentured Mauritian labourers initiated a sense of placemaking, making accessible familiar ingredients while asserting their own agricultural intervention on the land. Go to any British National Trust garden gift shop and you’ll likely find bundles of seed-related gifts, even ‘seed-bombs’ – seemingly so-named without an ounce of irony or awareness. In Stockholm, there were ‘seed passports’, and in Cape Town, they’re packaged as ‘bundles’. Now, maybe more than ever before, the convergence of environmental awareness, ecological degradation and global conflict has enabled a heightened awareness of the importance of planting, access to land, and the preservation of soil and heirloom seeds. 

Continuing lineages of migration with a practice that thinks through seeds, roots and shoots, and what to do with them as forms, Cynthia Fan is a South African Chinese artist, now based in the UK. With a PhD in molecular plant biology, her work weaves together scientific inquiry and visual expression. While navigating transitions, the anchoring of flowers and their cyclical presence has, for her, become a motif of placemaking. Moving away from home comforts and across oceans, working with plants offers solace and reassurance. “Buying bunches of flowers there became a small ritual that mirrored something I had observed throughout my life”, she explains in her forthcoming collection of essays, Among Willows: “my mother’s weekly routine of bringing home fresh flowers for our house, along with the groceries. Though my surroundings were unfamiliar, the presence of fresh flowers in my room facilitated my adjustment to a very different place to the one I had grown up in.” 

Dialogues of duality and precipices of balance recur in Fan’s practice. Perhaps a mirroring that considers her own lived history, she moves between disciplines and materials lightly, as though to propose a querying rather than asserting methodology. In gravity-defying floral installations, the structural potential of plants and flowers becomes focal and calls forward a further tilting of perspectives. Straddling scientific inquiry, creative writing, and ephemeral intervention, Fan creates works that centre plants, humans, and their environments in an investigation. She writes about reciprocity. Across the book’s pages, she traces the push and pull of her history through plant analysis, folding it into inquiries around morphological development.

Balancing culture, migration, history and exploration, her investigation of botany is documented in photographs and installations. These evidence the process of physicalising ideas which gesture and meditate yet remain fleeting. As temporal objects, Fan’s sculptures exist momentarily. In her photographs, sculptural forms are presented within tableaus, set against inserted backdrops that echo a practice of recording and cataloguing, yet are disrupted through the showing of her structures of armatures and clips. The works illuminate an approach to collecting that sits against hegemonic discipline, even resisting preservation through the necessary ephemerality of each work. Clasped into something that can be kept only through documentation, Fan’s practice necessarily evades ownership.

The works contend with their plant material qualities, as if poised for musical activation, as if about to dance off as an elfin creature or poised to be turned into one of Rachel Youn’s robotic floral articulations. Using unexpected but familiar materials, Fan raises questions of excursions and voyaging, cultivation and gathering with a kind of intimate observational approach. Highlighting her own proximity to the environment, the works present organic materials within collections to query contemporary relationships to transgenerational concerns of ownership and study. 

I am always interested in how changing environments impel movement, creating relational narratives and impacting social and artistic discourse. I situate this interest within conversations around diaspora, transnational collaboration, and ecological investigation. In Fan’s work, these themes swirl and echo across her personal experience and the scientific trajectory of her subjects. Where Kapwani Kiwanga’s Flowers for Africa (2020) delineates timelines through decay, gesturing to the futility of politicking among bureaucracies, Fan homes in on impulses of construction and collecting, highlighting colonial histories of ownership through access, cataloguing, and storing. With sculptural investigations of organic form, she uses networks of interaction as a research focus. This approach enables her practice to manifest manifold, across science and art – in exhibitions, installations, and writing. 

Last year, I visited two exhibitions that showcased the delicate precision of Indian miniatures, one at the Met in New York and the other in Bombay, at the CSMVS Museum. In thinking between exhibitions, I’m struck by the criticality of contextual reading and how different these exhibitions felt physically. One sweaty and loud in the middle of a heaving city, pumped full of recycled air and extracted wealth. The other, quiet and sticky, with muffled street sounds carried through thick stone and sparse spending. The collecting of objects, seeds, artefacts, artworks, and talismans has long been the work of museums, while the work of care is only now coming into focus, largely thanks to curators and activists who engage contemporary transnational decolonial practices. 

Thinking about writing this piece, I came across a review by Guardian critic Jonathan Jones of In Bloom, a recently opened exhibition at Oxford’s Ashmolean Museum. “Here is where the story of botany takes flight from science to sensuality, from interest to addiction”, he writes. By noting differing cultural interactions with flowers, Jones points out botanical strategies in the colonial project: “As well as cultivating new species of poppy, the Dutch at the height of their commercial power in the 1600s became obsessed with tulips, which came from the Islamic world and were particularly cultivated at the Ottoman court”. Interactions with these flowers today are weighted by this cultivation and proliferation. Thinking about flowers and their presence, I return to Fan’s practice and how she prompts questions of engaging with and interpreting the natural world globally and hyperlocally.

In Fan’s Silent Archive at the RBGE (2024), she peels back a veil of botanical investigation and preservation in search of origins and context. Where her PhD research pivoted around the Begonia leaf, Fan became preoccupied with the notion of a living Begonia collection at the Royal Botanic Gardens Edinburgh (RBGE) – a plant not indigenous to the region. In creating this series, she opens up a questioning of routes and place, confronting a colonial past and present of the institution in Edinburgh, which continues to house and encase species extracted from their original contexts in the name of scientific method. Of the work, she reflects: “By creating morphologically distorted configurations using bamboo and Begonia leaves, I invite the viewer to question which of these physical states are considered ‘ordinary’ and assess the impact of human involvement within these interactions”.

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I’m sitting at my window, which overlooks an intersection. At the corner is a bakery, and opposite that is a vacant former tech repairs store. There’s a constant flow of people, families strolling with prams and scooters and various backpacks and balloons, there’s an older woman bundled up and carrying a bushel branch. Waiting for the light to turn is another woman in a navy coat over what looks like a green dress or skirt that flows to just above her boots. I notice these colours because they perfectly complement the buttercup sunshine yellow of the ranunculi and freesias in her arms. An ordinary, fleeting, yet magnificent moment. The flowers might have been daffodils, except Spring appeared so early this year and all the flowers are being shocked into blooming before shrinking back again as the temperatures swing. It is a bouquet of yellow, with springs of bright green and silver greenery perfectly contrasting the deeper forest colours of her clothing. Her blonde hair wisps around her face and I watch the sun catch the bunch of joy she’s carrying. A momentary glimpse of a passing passage, yet the colours hit across the block. 

There are at least four florists within ten minutes’ walk from my apartment, two of them on my street just a few steps from each other. The seasons are traced in the display of wares here, like nowhere else I’ve lived. From blood oranges to Helleborus blooms, the temporality of fleeting lives feels ever-present, while being endlessly celebrated. This living presence of plant lives seems pertinent when considering Fan’s work, both scientific and creative, as her practice dialogues across disciplines. Able to encounter and swerve expected preservations, collections and records, her practice revels in observations of tiny blooms as they momentarily appear within a landscape. In this approach, she activates knowledge that has an observational present and manifests in a perpetually delicate balance of disciplines. 

While Iranian tulip motifs contrast the hyperrealism of Dutch Nature Morte vanitas, and the Indian miniatures are made to dance differently in New York while they hold court in Bombay, Fan’s floral sculptures assert a poised suspension. Like an intake of breath, the pieces balance in the precarious querying of place, placement and ownership.∎