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Sound: baby birds chirping
Scent: a meadow covered with early morning dew
Sensation: holding its string as a kite starts to rise
Texture: a cotton skirt blowing as a child's swing glides through the air high in the air
Taste or flavor: crisp watermelon exploding juice with the first bite

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Sound - the air is full of the droning sound of cicadas on a summer afternoon
Scent - fragrant loamy soil  mixed with sweat
Sensation - the bone weary tiredness that one might feel after toiling in the sun all day
Texture - muscular
Taste - cabbage

This artwork expressed in other mediums:
a patchwork quilt made of worn out jeans, flower sack dresses and scraps of calico cotton
a large pot of  homemade vegetable soup served with a rustic loaf of bread and freshly churned butter

I chose to do a quick water color painting (Come to Papa), and then take it into what I call my "sacred altering" process by uploading it to my computer and playing with it in Adobe Elements to create an image that wouldn't exist otherwise.

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1. Sound - Large bell that vibrates for a long time, repeatedly like the kind that was used to mark the hours of the day in the countryside.  The bell, while it is a vibrating sonic hug, is also a reminder of time passing, which has mixed sensations.

2. Scent - Hay, grass, earth, sweat and butterscotch cookies

3. Sensation - Love, dizziness, tenderness and anxiety

4. Texture - Crunchy

5. Taste/Flavor - Arugula Jelly

This painting would be a recipe for “arugula jelly with goat cheese on grilled bread”. The jelly would contain all the bitterness of arugula and a bit of lemon. No sugar would be used, only the raw earthiness of the bitter arugula would be maintained. I would add pepper to it, along with some other stemmy herbs like cilantro. The paste/jelly would then be dolloped on a smear of goat cheese (the white I see in this painting, used to cut the difficulty of using green in a painting). The mixture would sit on top of toast. The toast, like the foundation pictured in the painting - a family - can be hard and supportive or mushy and uneven, it’s up to the eaters’ preference and experiences as to desired consistency.

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I came up with this recipe in response to a painting that conjured, for me, growing things, green tendrils, first steps, adventure from a bare footed groundedness in earth and family and home and place.

1.one octave up from middle C
2.spring lilacs+mowed grass + warm bread
3.bare feet in grass with a few pebbles here and there, smooths ones though, not sharp
4.worn wood banister
5. a cold green grape

Baby arugula, butter lettuce, French radishes, alfalfa sprouts, toasted sunflower seeds, hardboiled backyard chicken laid egg (quartered) with a Meyer lemon, olive oil, dijon mustard, flakey salt and course ground pepper dressing.

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As a sound, there are long and low tone strings underlying the background, with wisps of high pitched violins of hi to lo and back up again. The kid beginning to walk to the dad brings in a percussive energy that is quick and builds louder with approach. We don't see the hug but we feel and it's on its way.

The smell is lilac with a touch of cut grass.

The texture is warm and smooth even over the thick lines, and the blue color over the people is elevated and larger coming out of the page.

And the flavor is like a faint berry taste in a sparking water, it's there but not overwhelming and it's soothing and refreshing.

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1) Wind and birds
2) Grass and flowers
3) Hug from the hot sun
4) Sweat evenly layered on my skin
5) Peach ice tea

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ABOUT THE PAINTING FROM THE PAINTERS POV:

Vincent van Gogh

In fall and winter 1889–90, while a voluntary patient at the asylum in Saint-Rémy, Van Gogh painted twenty-one copies after Millet, an artist he greatly admired. He considered his copies "translations" akin to a musician's interpretation of a composer's work. He let the black-and-white images—whether prints, reproductions, or, as here, a photograph that his brother, Theo, had sent—pose "as a subject," then he would "improvise color on it." For this work of January 1890, Van Gogh squared-up a photograph of Millet's First Steps and transferred it to the canvas.

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1.     The sound would be muffled, like laying on the grass hearing the voice of the person next to you through the dirt.

2.     Scent- my dad’s work jeans

3.     Sensation- a brank swimming gently across your neck.

4.     Texture- a 🤬 carpet.

5.     Taste- how cucumbers taste from grandma’s garden.

My dad just planted the garden. When I go to my grandparents we would walk through the woods and before we would come home, my dad would pick a cucumber from the garden. It always tasted so good, even with the underlying taste of dirt left in my mouth. I see connections between this experience and the essence of the painting. I don’t work in video very often, but might as well since we're on vacation! I wanted to create a video that showed the new growth of cucumber plants, and the act of reaching for something.

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If this painting were a...

1.    Sound: A fully inspired gospel song sung by a huge choir in church on a Sunday.  I hear the congregation clapping & swaying along to the spirit, babies are crying and people are shouting their testimony to the Lord.

2.    Scent: a smoky wood fire slowly dying.

3.    Sensation: Naked, being hit by a lawn sprinkler on the first summer day.

4.    Texture: mac n’ cheese

5.    Taste/Flavor: black licorice

I picked up a guitar and played stings until I heard the voice of the painting.  For me, I saw a man working hard in fields the mid day sun.  He's sweating and cursing the soil when suddenly he looks up and sees his new born baby and a breeze spreads through him and the weight of the work is gone and he opens himself up to the free fall of love.  This little chord progression and melody are the sound his heart makes as the breeze of his daughter blows through him.