Poireaux always look a bit tired unless they're utterly fresh. But oh, what a discovery when one peels off the "tired" outside leaves and cuts inside. What discoveries: so delicate, so delicious, like a painting. Thank you.
The leek came from the 'bio' (read organic) man's stall at a Mistral swept Bedoin market, they were small and scruffy and definitely not the kind of thing you'd find in Wholefoods or Waitrose. I always feel embarrassed buying three little leeks or three little whatevers and have to explain "c'est pour un tableau". My wild paint splattered hair probably explains enough.
Lovely leek but I almost prefer reading your little comment there, wish you "spoke" more, its interesting. Great new look site BTW, very elegant and clean, unlike your hair (haha)
Like the new web-site but miss the 'main' button for getting to and fro current painting and previous works.
Why have you decided to auction the 'postcards'?
Hi Loli, you just need to click on the 'Postcard from Provence ' to get to main.
I sent out a long email explaining why I went to an auction system and to sum up it is the simplest way to select a 'winner' when several tens of people want the same painting.
Oh, that smoothness and tangle. I always think of what Aesthetic Realism describes--that an object can tell us about ourselves. Here, there is a long smoothness inside and a burst of almost angry tendrils at the bottom. How we long to put these opposites togetherin ourselves! And here you are painting them so well!--I liked this painting for its abandon and control at once.
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