The great yellow bottle was given to me by my niece.  It leans just a little - enough to make you wonder who missed it - the bottle maker or the artist.  It wasn't me.

These onions were purchased as part of a salad and stir-fry.  My sister, also an artist from Tulsa, saw these purple onions in all their brilliance and extraordinary color, and said, "we have to paint those".  They were wonderful and found good light placed on my painting table in the studio.  Gorgeous.  SJo

Apologies are in order since I boldly said I was doing a regular blog.  Life happened, and I have been very negligent.