Another cabbage showed up. Was compelled to drop everything to draw this cabbage. Another of those situations where spontaneity rules the day. If you want to draw garden vegetables, that’s the way it is. On the other side of this drawing is the boiling pan. Maybe a little cabbage salad.
I like this drawing well enough, but the cabbage has escaped it. Instead I have abstract art. Well, happy news, I hear that the vegetable seller has a ton of cabbages. So another cabbage, another day.
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I dunno, Aletha, this sure looks like a cabbage to me. So maybe this is akin to your violin-playing, where you’re better than you think. 😉
Thanks for your posts. I have been enjoying your blog for a few weeks now.
All the best to you,
–Bill
and another day, another cabbage (and a wonderful, abstract, vividedly greeen, cabbage at that) – I can hear the water bubbling in anticipation of much cabbage and I can smell the fear in the trembling cabbage leaves.
Bill, Thank you for the vote of confidence regarding the cabbage. I’m beginning to feel very insecure in the presence of one — though I do have the last word, or I should say, the last bite. This particular cabbage (above) was very tasty. –Aletha
Gabe, another day, another cabbage indeed. I’m about to post some more. The chef says that the one I’m drawing today may turn into salad. –ak