For today’s prompt I decided to take nature indoors, as I’m often prone to do, since I like showing evidence of human life, while usually avoiding ever actually painting a human. This still life is something one might find when visiting grandmother’s house, or perhaps, as Philippe remarked, a hat that Carmen Miranda might wear. This was from a reference as we don’t have a proper fruit bowl. Our fruits are simply flung at the end of the table in whatever bag they came in and not meticulously displayed. Often, they end up next to a bag of potatoes that normally fits in a drawer in the kitchen, but loses its spot because I failed to put pans away in the Tetris-style method required to house them properly. When I was growing up, I remember visiting houses with fake fruit in a bowl as a form of décor. Most of it looked as perfectly inedible as it was when you got too close so there wasn’t any real threat of accidentally ingesting plastic. Created, I can only assume to preserve the beautiful and brief moment of a lovely full fruit display before it’s devoured, leaving only a graveyard of stems and peels.
We went to see a play this afternoon based on one of my favorite books, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time. An unusual and intriguing story of a young boy with autism who sets out on a detective journey after the suspicious death of a neighborhood dog. With his inability to tell lies, this book is rife with so many wonderful and revealing truths. I was equally curious how this story might translate to stage, but was not disappointed at all as it was incredibly captivating and awesome. The protagonist seems to have no understanding of human emotions, yet perfectly manages to make us feel all of them. And his fear of the cacophony of the world around him, reveals just how chaotic our world has really become. This has nothing at all to do with fruit, of course, but it’s what just happened so I thought I’d share it. But strangely, it equally seems fitting when met with an image that depicts the simplest bits of life.
As I show up and choose something to paint and write about each day, I fully realize that many of my posts are simply rambles. But that’s what life is after all. It’s just a series of events that sometimes don’t seem to add up to anything significant. In most cases, living consists of just another day with nothing particularly monumental happening at all. But I adore each of those days. Those seconds where you can simply pause, take in the world around you, and be nothing more than a part of it. Not trying to affect change or make something insanely different happen, just being present. So many days I feel like I’m rushing around, barely knowing which way is up. But on the weekends, I like to take a little break. Enjoying things as they come, and not stressing about anything at all. Sure, there are thousands of things that I should be doing right now. But, in this moment, I’m more than content simply enjoying the benefits of living a still life.
About the Doodlewash
Da Vinci Paint Co.: Da Vinci Yellow, Quinacridone Red, Leaf Green, Terra Cotta, and Cobalt Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Want to purchase a print of this doodlewash? Click here!