It had been weeks since we'd been able to roll out of bed on a Saturday morning, grab our vintage barkcloth grocery bags and head off to Madison's farmers market. It was still August. The day before had been almost ninety degrees dripping with humidity. It should still have been summer, but the colors of fall were slowly creeping onto the bountiful tables at the market. The rich saturated colors of fall were bursting onto the folding tables laden with plump produce and the heavy full blooms of autumn foliage. As we did the counter clockwise walk around the square Rick talked about his mother and how Rena redecorated every room in their home every time a new season blew across the calendar. It started a game in my head where every color I saw brought up an image of a room splashed, brushed and upholstered in the colors of eggplant, fall rhubarb, pumpkin, and magenta astors.
I pulled out my iphone and started snatching bits of organic color hoping Pintrest and HOUZZ could supply a matching design. It'd be a game of scavenger hunting when we got back home. I typed in searches like crushed rose and chartreuse to see what would come up. I looked for matches to forest green capped eggplants. It wasn't long before I had amassed paired rooms and market fair, like a game of crazy eights matching red fours or black jacks.
Here's my deck of the farmer's market late summer bounty and their color matching doppelgangers in the world of interior design.
A bouquet of paper thin purple and gold
Heirloom carrots and Louis Vuitton
Speckled beans and driftwood
The last of summer's corn
Onions
Hot chili peppers and crackling fire
Dusted rose and white steeds
Wild berry as a welcome mat
A tomato, squash and raspberry autumn sunrise
THE GALLERY
Annabelle Hydrangea, 2009
Mark Golbach, photographer
Contact artist, mgolbach@gmail.com
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