The Aftermath

For all my cynicism about certain prescribed holidays and the commercialism surrounding them I really did enjoy mine. Thanks giving that is.





















My favorite art piece was the brilliant yellow orange, stand-in for potato mash, butternut squash. A colorful alternate to tradition.













A visual delight, food as art, where I imagine the origin of color resides. In times past to be an artist required an intimate relationship with the offerings of nature and the secret of her colors.
Can butternut squash be the new purple of today?
Ernest the rooster might know.