GALLERY WEBSITE

  • Home
  • About
  • Artists
    • Alexandra Petersen >
      • About Alexandra Petersen
    • Cammy Davis >
      • About Cammy Davis
    • Cher Odum >
      • About Cher Odum
    • Chris Foster >
      • About Chris Foster
    • Ed Peterson >
      • About Ed Peterson
    • Jeff Petersen >
      • About Jeff Petersen
    • Jennifer Pepin >
      • About Jennifer Pepin
    • Karen Cruickshank >
      • About Karen Cruickshank
    • L McDonald >
      • About L McDonald
    • Lynda Sprecher >
      • About Lynda Sprecher
    • Mary Louise Anderson >
      • About Mary Louise Anderson
    • Meghan Caughey >
      • About Meghan Caughey
    • Rachel Escoe >
      • About Rachel Escoe
  • Jewelry
  • Contact
  • Press
  • Paintings in Context
  • Home
  • About
  • Artists
    • Alexandra Petersen >
      • About Alexandra Petersen
    • Cammy Davis >
      • About Cammy Davis
    • Cher Odum >
      • About Cher Odum
    • Chris Foster >
      • About Chris Foster
    • Ed Peterson >
      • About Ed Peterson
    • Jeff Petersen >
      • About Jeff Petersen
    • Jennifer Pepin >
      • About Jennifer Pepin
    • Karen Cruickshank >
      • About Karen Cruickshank
    • L McDonald >
      • About L McDonald
    • Lynda Sprecher >
      • About Lynda Sprecher
    • Mary Louise Anderson >
      • About Mary Louise Anderson
    • Meghan Caughey >
      • About Meghan Caughey
    • Rachel Escoe >
      • About Rachel Escoe
  • Jewelry
  • Contact
  • Press
  • Paintings in Context
  • Cher Odum
  • >
  • Relish

Relish

SKU:
$1,038.00
$1,038.00
Unavailable
per item

By Cher Odum, 25.5” x 17.5” (unframed) 29.5” x 23.5” (framed), Gouache on Watercolor Paper



*Scroll over image for magnified view

**Colors may vary slightly due to device settings

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Pinterest
  • Google+
Add to Cart
Poem by Dan Stone

Let’s have a moment
sisters, friends, 
to contemplate
this bowl of cherries 
also known as life. 
At times it may seem
mostly pits and strife,
bitter more than sweet,
more acidic than we’d like. 
That said, it’s best
we just partake,
relish all its juicy, tart 
deliciousness, heed
the message that it sends. 
Smiles, we can fake,
but what we choose
to taste—the stuff of art— 
is just the real 
that we create,
the savory pie 
that we can bake. 
It’s not a secret recipe
It’s not a buried truth. 
It’s what we see,
waiting in our hands 
for us to take a bite, 
not caring if we get it right.
No rules, demands, or laws
for when or where or how
we pluck it, pop it 
in our mouths and chew. 
All there is to prove 
is that we can
because our mamas
didn’t raise no fools
and it’s no lie
to hold it in our hands 
and claim it’s very good, 
no foul, no shame
in swallowing the treat
and spitting out the rest.







It’s what the masters do,
the smoke that’s 
in their pipes,
so raise a bowl
and grab some ripe
and luscious fruit. 
Act as though 
it feeds your soul 
and it just might 
make it all as scrumptious 
as you never 
thought it would.
 

© Copyright J. Pepin Art Gallery
inquiry@jpepinartgallery.com