ARTZILA

Nothing says starving artist like a meager still life. The wine glass is empty, the tureen is empty, and the plate is empty save for a single green onion. Cezanne had piles of fresh fruit – apples, pears, and peaches – take your pick! All poor Chaim could rustle up was a single, but fresh looking, green onion. He was poor but when I was a lad I would have killed for a green onion. Cutlery was a luxury we couldn’t afford. And a glass! We used a rolled up newspaper to drink from! And my walk to school…

 

May 28, 2015

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