“The Artichoke Who Thought She Was a Peony“

She arrived at the mercato in Rome at 7am looking like this. No concealer. Seventeen layers of personality.

She sits in her wooden crate like she’s posing. She is posing. 😆

The magenta background was her idea.

You’ll spend twenty minutes trying to get to her heart. I’ve been told it’s worth it. I’ve also been told she’s difficult. She does not dispute either claim.

4x4 oil on canvas 2026