My vegetable garden...

Back in the 1970's when I was a struggling artist (oh dear - I still am!) beginning to make and show things, I worked in fabric and fiber. I'd been a sculpture major in art school, and I loved working with form and texture and color - all in the same art form. Fiber was hip. Fiber was now. Fiber was where it was hapnin'. It still is, but I have moved on...

I guess I am no longer hip or hapnin'... (heh).


For the Thursday Theme, I stewed (groan) over what to post on "Vegetables." Rummaging in my rummage room last week, I'd come across one of my old soft sculptures... Aha! Cabbage is a vegetable, right? Well, it will have to do. I love cabbage - and I owe a couple of years of living to the sale of these cabbages - or cabbage roses, as some called them. I've never been any good at growing a vegetable garden, though my flowers, shrubs and trees flourish. But this fellow seems to be an exception. After all, he's managed to survive over thirty years with me!














Ahhhh... pear blossoms from a cabbage's perspective.