Eggplant, zucchini, onion, tomato,
Basil, parsley, and chives...
Just carried in from the garden
And sitting on the kitchen counter
They’ll get peeled and chopped
And dumped in a pot.
And the smells will call the family
To a delicious lunch of Pistou.
The handles on this bowl are what got me. I've never seen anything like it, and although I haven't touched this particular piece, I know from pawing his work at the market in LA that all of his bowls feel incredible - not only because of the masterful way in which he works the wood, but because of the love and care he puts into each piece.
Neither my art budget nor my harvest bowl budget is very steep this year, so at $400 I can't snap this one up, but I can dream. Looking at the photo and reading it's accompanying poem brightens my spirit and lets me imagine myself filling this bowl with the bounty of my garden (if it hadn't been such a dreary season) and feeding everyone I love.