The Little Green One is a Mutsu Apple, and in the end appeared to emerge from pieces of Art Nouveau jewellery…..all this has nothing to do with Sylvia Plath, but I do love her work….
“I’m a riddle in nine syllables,
An elephant, a ponderous house,
A melon strolling on two tendrils.
O red fruit, ivory, fine timbers!
This loaf’s big with its yeasty rising.
Money’s new-minted in this fat purse.
I’m a means, a stage, a cow in calf.
I’ve eaten a bag of green apples,
Boarded the train, there’s no getting off.”
Uploaded as an addition to the Portfolio Series, for a special buyer…
Acrylic on Canvas…