Would this be post-modern something or the other?

Photo from mother, title of which loosely translates to "Your dad's strange sense of aesthetics."

For those who are wondering, the vase contains green onion.

That's right. Green onion. Of the variety that people sell in supermarkets that is usually harvested well before they start flowering. Also? It's giant. I see a running theme here with my father and giant fruiting bodies of things that didn't get harvested on time. Like that giant turnip-seedpod-tree. Seriously, what is he doing that the flower stalks always ends up huge??