1. Get weekend house (otherwise known as husband’s rabbinical parsonage) with weedy front stoop and small but very sunny back deck.
2. Go to 99-cent store and buy a few seed packets and a bag of potting soil. Find and bring up old window boxes. Plant. Go home.
3. Let rain and sun do their thing. Come back and see what can happen in four weeks.
4. Thin out lettuces and chard and pick radishes.
5. Enjoy a the freshest salad ever for dinner.
6. And French breakfast radishes for breakfast.
This morning, last night’s light dusting of snow melts to reveal the season’s first crocuses poking through. Finally!
My friend, the painter Leona Frank, of Westport, CT, writes:
“I want to share some exciting news with you. I learned on Thanksgiving that five of my flower paintings will be acquired by Bridgeport Hospital (Yale New Haven Hospital) for their new Oncology Radiology facility in Trumbull.
Leona Frank with her wildflower paintings. Photo by Richard Frank.
“I’m deeply honored that my work, along with that of other artists, has been chosen to be part of a program that recognizes the concept of the healing power of original art — and its importance in the lives of patients and families who are in difficult health circumstances. It’s quite humbling. As painters, we usually begin with the need to paint for ourselves, but ultimately we become aware of the possibility of our work to communicate. We never know how far-reaching or effective that communication will be.”
Congratulations, Leona! To learn more about Leona and her work, see my post, which describes in more detail her paintings of wildflowers that grow on Connecticut’s Thimble Islands.
At The Salon: Art+Design at the Park Avenue Armory last week, more than 50 galleries from around the world—mostly from France—presented room settings with beautifully arranged furniture, sculpture, paintings and drawings, lighting, mirrors, books, jewelry. This is the way to see art, I realized. Not in a museum, but in staged spaces that remind us how good and how important it is to live with art every day, not just to visit it in a museum every once in a while.
There, I observed the right way to frame and hang and light pictures; and I got inspired to re-paint my walls one of those mysterious grays or taupes against which art really shines, and then to to re-arrange the furniture and accessories and books for maximum impact.
To see more of The Salon, including a close-up of Le Corbusier’s work at Galerie Zlotowski, see my post on Imprint.
Was today the most colorful day of the year, or was it yesterday? Or maybe it will be tomorrow. It’s the season of clean-up (especially after Hurricane Sandy), and noticing the miraculous details—seed heads and the last blossoms among the dying leaves and ready-to-hibernate plants. Here, a selection of shots of my garden I’ve taken over the past few weeks.
And everything tender is safely in the greenhouse—until spring.