Fruits, vegetables and flowers
My mother once told me that I took after my multi-talented father in that I am able to make art with my hands and imagination. A few days later, while making a salad, she cut open a cucumber and asked me to look at the concise and beautiful arrangement of the seeds. It was the first time I recognized that it was she who taught me to SEE. I realized then how often she had drawn my attention to the shape of a shadow on the side of a barn, the way the sun lit up the tops of trees, the pattern on the sand created by the ebbing tide. The appreciation of the beauty of ordinary things is one of her greatest gifts to me.
Too often we don’t see the wonders that surround us; we don’t take notice of the lush red of a cabbage, the sensuous shape of a garlic bulb, the ripe fecundity of the insides of a squash. In someof these etchings I enlarged the images of these mundane everyday pedestrian foods to compel the viewer to really look at them and to celebrate with me our great good fortune.