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This sometimes affectionate nickname for garlic probably didn't refer to its subtle beauty but these images do, don't you think? Joining onion skin and cabbage leaves, it seems that there may be a series emerging... kitchen art?

Marja-Leena | 25/03/2009 | 18 comments
themes: Nature, Photoworks


I'd never heard that nickname. Maybe it is a reference to garlic's role in romance... or not. Lovely photos.

A rose by any other name .... garlic! Love it! Eat it! It will keep you healthy!!

I like all these very much. A modern, digital version of the great vegetable paintings of Juan Sanchez Cotan:

No day goes by around here that we don't eat garlic.

The title of your post reminds me of a great meal I had in a restaurant of that name in San Francisco. Everything was laden with garlic. The only thing it lacked were these lovely images on the wall!

Those semi-transparent outer skins look like silk organza; so pretty!

Dave, if you both have garlic, it can be romantic, but if only one of you have it... not! Glad you like.

Joan, yes, I'm eating a lot of it as well as onions these days with this cleansing diet I'm on so I think it's coming out of my pores!

Jean, great to have you here! Thanks for that link, I did not know this artist.

Hattie, same here these days.

Patry, good to see you here! That's a great name for a restaurant, if you know what it means. I'm glad you like the images, cool to think of them on a wall there.

Martha, yes, isn't that amazing?

Last time it was onions. This time it is garlic. For the second time, you have reminded me of a drawing I made some years ago. This time of garlic. It didn't match the simplicty of your photograph nor did it show the delicacy of the skin as your picture does, but thanks to you I'm going to rummage through some drawers in pursuit of it.

As usual that deep (soft?) black background emphasises the three dimensions. An important step towards creating a hologram.

Here I am giggling because of the word for clove of garlic in German ~ die Knoblauchzehe ~ literally the "garlic toe." Then the giggle turns into full laughter when the term "eine Spur Knoblauch" comes to mind. Spur can mean a track or trail. Sometimes the smallest things can turn a rainy afternoon into a laughfest!

Joe, I'd love to see those drawings! Can you scan them and post them on your blog?

Barrett, really? I could never quite get my head around how holograms are made. I remember a fascinating one by a Canadian artist (name slips me at the moment) shown at Expo '86 here in Vancouver.

Rouchswalwe, so wonderful when laughter comes so easily, and I'm learning some German :-)

That's what I forgot to buy when I went shopping this morning! I knew that there was something at the back of my mind. Rats! Thank you for the beautiful reminder.

Olga, you're welcome, hehheh!

I read not long ago, that after Satan was exiled to earth, he took a worldwide stroll. Where his left foot struck the ground, onion sprang up. Where his right struck, garlic emerged.

I, for one, am grateful.

Peter, that's a wonderful story, and I'm grateful too.

marja-leena: how I have missed your blog! MMM...garlic by any other name would still taste as tantalizing :}I am so close to visiting my sister in Bellingham. So sorry I have never gotten to visit you in Vancouver. Now my passport is expired, so I must renew it. But I hope that my frequent travels to Washington will soon include a northward journey to Vancouver!

Jackie, I've missed you too! Yes, you must let me know when you come to Vancouver, it certainly isn't far from Bellingham!

marja-leena: sadly, i discovered that i've let my passport expire, so now i have to renew it. that may take a while. So, no trips to B.C. until then :{ my next trip to Seattle will be the end of May. I plan on staying a few days to celebrate my sister Charlotte's birthday, which is on June 1.