This luscious tomato that Diane grew in her Tennessee garden came along for the ride to the Wisconsin north woods. She graciously allowed me to paint it, keeping it out of the salad for the moment. It’s called a Cherokee purple heirloom tomato, which is an awful, racist moniker for this fruit, kind of like naming a football team the Redskins — or like calling a team The Brooklyn Jews or the Houston Negroes. Pardon my opinions — these things get me riled up. But the tomato was both beautiful to look at and even tastier to eat. I put it on the railing of the cabin front porch to paint. May the people who name teams and tomatoes grow into a more conscious and sensitive folk.
5.5″ x 5.5″ watercolor, pen on paper = $40