These things found their way to each other on the studio table, and just seemed to go together. I found the page of text in an old book shop, loved it, and have always intended to get it into a painting.
Gardening is a pleasure on so many levels. First, the fun of growing the stuff (and these things smell lovely!) Then, after harvest, I get to paint them. Then we eat them. The Roma tomatoes and rosemary are from my garden, and someday I will grow the garlic too. The dish is a very old piece of Dresden china.