after a number of months of gestation, something inside this narcissus is trying very hard to be born. it looks like it might be explosive. i’m here to offer my support in any way i can. if something is being created, i want to be the doula.
paperwhite bulb (Narcissus papyraceus)
one leaf, eight ways
i don’t know what prompted me to tear the material out from between the ribs of this leaf. but suddenly i had an almost infinitely photogenic model, who looked alluring but different in every single pose i placed her in. to be clear. this is all the exact same leaf, photographed from eight different angles. i know. i’m amazed myself.
skeleton leaf silhouettes
forest for the trees
there are few sights as evocative to a northerner as a birch forest. we can imagine any number of magical scenes. doctor zhivago on a horse drawn sledge. norwegian trolls and gnomes disappearing just at the edge of peripheral vision. a boundary waters snowfall as silent as any place on earth. a sumi ink painting in whites and grays of a forgotten corner of hokkaido island.
birch tree trunks
black garlic, it’s a thing
black garlic is a form of “carmelized” garlic made by heating the whole bulbs of garlic over the course of several weeks until the cloves turn inky black. the process results in sticky cloves with a date-like texture and and a semisweet earthiness that is supposed to be utterly unique. they say to use it like roasted garlic–purée the cloves with oil, then smear the paste on crostini, incorporate it into dressings, or rub it onto chicken or fish before roasting. i’m not so sure. my husband is the adventure eater in the house. as for me, i’m deciding if i might rather just enjoy the look of direct sunlight slicing across the rough surface of a halved head of sticky black date-textured garlic.
when he was a toddler my son used to to “line up” with his trucks and his dinosaurs. he would line them up end to end across the room with lots of deliberation and great seriousness. it clearly relieved some kind of anxiety, or was more satisfying in some way than just creating order. a dozen years later, he helped me with today’s line-up, displaying a certain receptiveness to restraint and proportion, and an understanding of the energy of diagonal lines. he had a LOT of practice.
tidy rows of nature bits