The last few years, the pumpkin has been transformed in ways that it really hadn’t ever been before. I suppose it started with the sale of special carving tools that went beyond the basic carving knife utilized by our parents.
Just yesterday, I saw one of these contemporary carvings posted by friend, arts educator and artist, Jen Dunne, a depiction of Edgar Allan Poe. Absolutely fantabulous! I would guess that the carving happens, much like the process of batik, where you have to think ahead to what general forms you wish to read lightest in value all the way to darkest or black. The light will glow through the various layers revealing a number of glowing orange values/greys….very coolio!
While the Tell Tale Heart is my favourite, Edgar Allan Poe is most known for his poem, The Raven.
Back to pumpkins.
When I was a child, it was Dad who gathered us around the kitchen table for the carving of the jack-o’-lantern. Mom was always busy harvesting items in the house that we could use for our home made costumes. She also salted and placed in the over, a tray of seeds once separated from the heap of yucky pulp.
I’ve carried on the tradition with my children all of these years, but consistently carving the same grinning face that my father carved out for us. I missed my Dad last night…I do every year on Halloween night. He is and will always remain a part of my memory when I light up the candle in my jack-o’-lantern.