Friday, October 17, 2008

No. 34. Handling My Own Plums


There's an upholstery workshop just across the lane from my studio and Alan the merry upholsterer did his bit for the arts by donating this bit of fabric. He doesn't know that he did however as it was in a plastic bag outside. I rescued it from the rain, OK? The plums, on the other hand were plucked, all speckled with dew from the tree at the foot of our timeless garden. This tree is a scientific marvel, as it's a sycamore.

Oils Still Life Study on canvas panel. 7" x 5"

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