Graphite pears, nestled in a striped tea towel. Will I ever get tired of drawing and painting pears?
Odd, how the scanner picked up the cream color of the paper in the Handbook journal only in spots. Hmmm, actually the values in the scan look a lot more anemic than the actual drawing. The limitations of technology, I guess, or at least my technology.
7 comments:
Beautiful, Sharon - lovely composition with the striped tea towel. Makes me want to get out the graphite.
Odd.... I found myself starting a row of pears today. Perhaps I was channeling you...
These are absolutely stunning. I love the simplicity of the composition, and the folds of the towel, and is that suggestion of cross hatching the paper? or the marker? Whichever, it's lovely...
Wow beautiful pears!
I love pears too. When I was in high school my mom's friend out in California used to send her Harry and David pears every Christmas. Mom didn't eat fruit much, but I adored those pears. They were so juicy you could eat them with a spoon. Your drawing is yummy.
Beautiful. Love the towel too.
Your continued drawings of pears won't be undervalued by me. I like their graphic evolution and stabilizing reappearance. (Is there a pear recipe in the works?!)
And the poem...it fits perfectly with the obvious spirit of your blogsite.
I hope you never tire. This is really beautiful and love the inclusion of the tea towel.
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