This year I couldn't resist the tiny pumpkins. So satisfyingly three dimensional, dense and a little bit shiny. I have shied away from pumpkins in the past because the big ones are so stolid and iconic that it is hard for me to get curious about them. But this fall the little ones sent me an invitation -and they were the perfect match for the 4”x4” panels.
I cannot get enough of painting pomegranates. I am soothed by the fact that extremes are a matter of course for nature. Can you imagine being, like Persephone, Queen of the Dead for six months out of the year, then harbinger of all things living and vibrant for the next six months? Her mother, Demeter, must have been so totally pissed! AND grateful. In contrast I find it luxurious to enjoy the lower- stakes juxtaposition of opening a juicy pomegranate when the ground is cold and hard. No trip to Hades necessary.
Again with the tender pear couples. The latest ones are Forelle pears, according to epicurious: "easy to identify due to its small size, ovalish shape, smooth skin, and striking yellowish-green freckled skin, which turns a beautiful red as it ripens. Sweet and delicate...". They caught my eye at the market and nestled together so sweetly in my studio.
Last week a friend asked me what painting I would suggest as a lavish host gift or as a warm decor boost. In response I put together this collection of colorful, autumnal cheer.