Still Life with Figs

Like a lighted reflection of a Turner's painting in the nearest fig. Ghostly shadows. Opulence, softness, moments of fullness; High physical presence far from the dissolving, except the last one; High dizzy feeling of depth. The radiating plate is brimful and seems to get out of the left side. Teeming still life, no place, no space for drawing breath: steamy, heightened sensibility...
A tribute to sensory pleasures.
And to the radiant Life.

I love the soft light in this piece, Julian.

Just luscious, with a soft, almost moist sheen . . . ready for eating or making dried figs like my grandmother did.

Julian,
Pleease couldn't you get a neighbor to sit for you once in a while? It would be so refreshing other than you.The figs are beautiful!!!

This is killer, Julian....!

love this. being an artist i love all of your work . how can you paint these little gems so beautiful on so small a card. thanks from louisiana u s.a. ann ella joubert

Luminous.
I'd gladly lay out the loot for a print!