vegetables are a thing of beauty to me. i love photographing them, and they whole-heartedly lend themselves to home decor around my digz. in the spring, summer, and fall you’ll find daily studies in still life on my counters, tabletops, and sills. as an otherwise visual minimalist, my vegetal presentations border on the ornate. though my muses are whittled down in the slowest coldest months – namely those of the allium and cucubits species, and the winter forms of those even – my displays are most certainly not. ornate, in fact, turns toward the baroque in a visual cacaphony of other-wordly shapes and colors.
the cast morphs away with winter’s meals. the last ones standing morph as well; the bright eggshell blues, deep oranges and forest greens fade to more soothing shades, and taught october skins mottle. by february and most certainly march, i’m scrambling to put them to good use before the last curtain falls.