Perishables
$400.00
30" x 24" | Acrylic
This painting was inspired by the poem, "Perishables," by Joe McKenzie, from his book At The Mercy of Ourselves. "...sounded like a train switching tracks before rolling south carrying tons of wheat to another grain elevator and I thought, Hello, what is going on here? Why move so much food... Why pretend we all control our pantry filling our shelves, stocking enough per house to feed a village... To save non-perishables like us, for a day that might never arrive. Never looks like the brown face of a perishable child with questioning eyes... This wonderful life we live, this endless life we shop or online finding for non-perishables to compete with, for the best and brightest, knowing there is a continent somewhere, full of perishable babies, adorable kids with desperate mommies who count the days they have with their loved ones and no it is not, could never be enough."
This painting was inspired by the poem, "Perishables," by Joe McKenzie, from his book At The Mercy of Ourselves. "...sounded like a train switching tracks before rolling south carrying tons of wheat to another grain elevator and I thought, Hello, what is going on here? Why move so much food... Why pretend we all control our pantry filling our shelves, stocking enough per house to feed a village... To save non-perishables like us, for a day that might never arrive. Never looks like the brown face of a perishable child with questioning eyes... This wonderful life we live, this endless life we shop or online finding for non-perishables to compete with, for the best and brightest, knowing there is a continent somewhere, full of perishable babies, adorable kids with desperate mommies who count the days they have with their loved ones and no it is not, could never be enough."