The long, tall pantry was the most prized room in the house. Or so I thought. Its shelves ran floor to ceiling and were filled with pots and pans, dishes, canned goods, the cookie jar, AND my grandmother’s yogurt jar. She kept live yogurt culture in a canning jar, and processed it nightly – by squeezing the liquid out of the cottage cheese-like culture, and then covering it once again with milk. She drank the bitter anti-arthritis tonic religiously, and shared the prolific culture with half the town of Attica.
This excerpt is taken from the book “Holding Her Hand”, where the artist makes a personal commentary on each of the paintings. To read the full commentaries, the book is available for purchase.