At last again some time in the studio, and I managed to finish this still life this evening. The source photo is below – one of a whole series I took last Sunday in a brief but glorious moment of sunshine entering my little studio.
This is done on heavy Hot Press Fabriano Watercolor paper. I started off with a loose watercolor painting which had strong color but was not highly finished or detailed. Then I worked into that with my little pastel set. The source photo is shown below.
I found a poem of apples and thresholds:
Life A child is born into a great landscape Half a century later he's nothing but a dead soldier This was the man we saw appear and then set on the ground a heavy sack of applies two or three of which rolled out around amonth a world's sounds where the birst sang on the stone threshold. Jean Follain, trans. Bernard Waldrop, in Modern European Poetry
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