Today we have a bright red candy apple, which seemed to suit the season, although, in truth, I’ve never tried one in my life! When I was a kid, we’d only have caramel apples, but never this variety. I only remember that when I was little and about to lose a tooth, I could bite into a caramel apple to speed up the process. It was miraculous. Out your tooth would come in an instant, hopefully not bringing other teeth with it. Ready to place under your pillow to get a little extra change from the tooth fairy that night. Also, when I was a kid, there was an urban myth that circulated around Halloween that children were receiving candy apples with razor blades in them. Hospitals offered free x-rays of apples for anyone who felt they needed the piece of mind, but not one claim was ever substantiated, making it simply a piece of popular lore. As an adult, I kind of want to try these again, but don’t want to risk the now irreversible tooth loss.
Though I didn’t have this type of apple, its origin comes from red cinnamon candy which I did have back in the day. Give me a box of Red Hots and I was in heaven! After these, the more gummy variety called Hot Tamales were also a favorite. Since I loved the candies that inspired this type of apple I feel a bit robbed that I never had the chance to try one. I think I would have really enjoyed it. But tastes change and now I’m not quite as much of a cinnamon guy as I used to be back then. Philippe remarked when he came to the States that we Americans seem to really love cinnamon. It’s true. We’ll find ways to add it to nearly everything, especially this time of the year. The smell alone makes me think of the holidays and I get a little excited. Okay, I get totally thrilled by the thought that Thanksgiving and Christmas are coming up next. Holidays built around traditions, family and food are the best and to have two of them back to back makes for an amazing time of year.
I know there’s always a running theme to my blog posts. An idea that the simple things in life and the simple times of youth are something to celebrate. It pervades my art and my writing, which together, make up what is ultimately my art form. Well, never sure what constitutes an “art form,” but at least my daily creative offering into the world. Bits of ephemera and memories that aren’t really much of anything really on their own. But, I hope when they mingle with your memories something that almost resembles art might occur. That moment when you connect with something on a level that has less to do with what you’re seeing and more to do with what you’re feeling in that moment. That’s when art truly shines and makes something meaningful. Sometimes, in life, the things that are the sweetest come in the most unassuming forms. Like a candy apple.
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Da Vinci Paint Co.: Yellow Ochre, Quinacridone Red, Terra Cotta and Cobalt Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Photo Reference: Constantin Barbu, Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic license.