The Guston show at Hauser & Wirth, mounted in conjunction with the release of Life With P, a compilation of poet Musa McKim’s journals and poetry, remains top of mind.
We picked a pawpaw two years ago and let it sit on the counter for a few days. When the fruit felt relatively soft, we ate it and kept the seeds. Peggi nicked each one with a knife and put them in a baggie filled with topsoil for the winter, a process called stratification. She planted them in small pots in the spring, and twelve eventually emerged as tiny trees. We put those in a cool, dark place for the second winter and then on the windowsill in the spring. We just started bringing them out each day to experience a bit of the outdoors, and when it’s warmer we’ll leave them out. This fall we’ll put them in the ground, and they will be on their own.
Something went wrong with our Padrón peppers. Only eleven of the seeds we sowed have sprouted. We need at least twenty plants to ensure peppers each night. We ordered new seeds from Hudson Seeds and planted them in small pots yesterday. Our neighbor suggested we put them in a warm place—the theory being that peppers grow in warm climates. We planted our root vegetables: two rows of carrots and two rows of beets.
Duane took a train in to meet us at the Guston show and he told us that he could see us talking this one home with us. We did our best to bring the whole show home.
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