This small but shiny pewter cup topped off the week. It measures 6 X 4 and was done in oil on prepared panel. I think the cup was a gift when my son was born and I recently discovered it in a drawer...a shame since I could have painted it many times over the past 11 years. Though it might have been painted alone, the spilled milk hopefully adds a bit of interest to the composition. Even if that isn't true it reminds me of my childhood during which my sister spilled her milk at the dinner table so many times it became a family joke about which we still tease. To this day, when anyone spills milk at dinner we call them by her name with a wink...especially if she happens to be a guest.
2 comments:
This is wonderful! So elegant and simple at the same time! Your sisters milk spilling reminds me of my friend Sherry growing up who had a type of disorder - she literally could not stop pouring until the container was empty???? Anyway this is beautiful! Thanks for sharing your inspiring art and your sister via the word picture! Lynn
Lynn, I really appreciate you taking the time to comment. I have a disorder like your friend only mine applies to my empty wallet!
Thanks for popping by. Please visit again soon. Lisa
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