Plums by Georgia O'Keeffe

Three plums rest on a flat plane. Georgia O’Keeffe’s *Plums* isolates them against a pale ground, letting their curves speak first. The left plum is a bruised violet, its skin catching light like wet silk. The middle one tilts, a deeper eggplant, while the rightmost glows in russet and ochre. Shadows pool beneath each, sharp enough to suggest a table’s edge. No leaves, no stems—just fruit, color, and quiet weight. Hang it where morning light can slide across the frame, above a breakfast nook or beside a kitchen shelf still holding real plums.