My Life in Plants by Katie Vaz is a pleasant, earnest read. Lovely homey artwork frames biographical vignettes from Katie's life, each story at least nominally involving a plant in Katie's life, from houseplants that died from neglect to a flowering tree she planted long ago with her sister, which is still blooming today. It's not exactly a graphic memoir, but more a heavily illustrated one, and instead of being read by the author, it is illustrated by her. There was some relatable emotional content and personally familiar memories, like picking strawberries for a farm for money, wet plants making for itchy, uncomfortable work for surprisingly little money. But nothing revolutionary.
If ever a memoir could be labelled cozy, this would be it. Yes, there's some heavy themes, such as death and breakups and emotional struggles, not to mention the poor houseplants, but the short length, often only a page, of each vignette, as well as the tone in which they are written, feels calm and nostalgic and didn't leave me feeling very emotional. This isn't a bad thing. It was an easy, reassuring book to read in the midst of hellyear 2020. Attractive and easy on the eye, with stories about plants and families and relationships. Not overly demanding emotionally or intellectually. Able to be read in one sitting. A bit reminiscent of greeting cards, which I believe the author designs as well. If you're looking for a pleasant, relaxing read to help you wile away a few hours, and you enjoy plants and gentle memoirs, this may be a good choice for you.
Thank you to #NetGalley and Andrews McMeel for sharing a temporary digital advanced copy of #MyLifeInPlants . This is my honest review.