I love the tradition of giving fruit at Christmas. When I was young, we always received an orange and whole nuts in our stockings. Chocolate too, if we were really lucky. While these edible treats may not have been the first thing we went for on Christmas morning, we were always anxious to eat them. My brother and I were sure to keep ours separated. That’s mine, that’s yours… very important!
I still remember learning in school how exotic black pepper, oranges, nuts or chocolate were to acquire. One thing I am truly grateful for, is the abundance of fruits and vegetables we have available to us throughout the year. What a blessing! Kiwi, mango, pear, peas, asparagus. This year the grapes have been ginormous!
May your larder be full, and your stomach content!
Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pears. A peck of pickled pears Peter Piper picked. If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pears, Where’s the peck of pickled pears that Peter Piper picked?
Still a tongue twister. Maybe not quite as twisty as the original two-syllable peppers. But I painted pears, not peppers. I am working on a recipe for TDAC. It has been a while since I turned one in, and I actually have four that are in various stages of completion. I will show you this finished recipe soon. For now, here are the pear parts.
One last pear. Well not forever, they are too much fun.
I started a series of three postcards, which I will be submitting for an art exhibition and swap. I had planned to use those abstracts, but then decided to carefully re-read the instructions. There is a theme. Don’t know how I spaced that out. I was going to use the first card as my painting for today, but I used salt, and the drying time squashed that idea.
Leslie (the host of this challenge) mentioned the other day, that she hoped we had learned a lot from this daily exercise. And at that time, I was a little unsure about what I could say I have learned. But with this one rustic little pear, I realize I have learned quite a lot. That is not to say that I have perfected any of it. But I have made progress.
This is not a pretty pear. But there are some pear varieties that are not really “pretty”. I was going to find a photo to show you. What I found is that I actually painted a perfect version of a Forelle (for-ELL-ee) pear.
Serendipity doodle do! I Googled for pear facts before, but this never came up… bizarro!
(Oh and did you know that ungoogleable is a real word?)
I know there is a Chinese proverb that says something about finding what we need when we need it. Or what we need finds us when we need it. Sorry, it is 2 am and I might be a zombie right now. I will have to search for that later, but I am sure you know what I am talking about. And if you do, and you leave a comment with the proper saying, I would be eternally grateful. One of those things that will gnaw at me until I find it.
Now that I found a photo of a Forelle, I feel good about showing you my rustic little pear.
Get to the point zombie.
What I have learned:
I learned the way to hold my brush to tap spots of color, almost exactly where I want them. ( yeah I went a little nuts with that one. I was having fun)
I learned what size brush to use to get the spot size I need.
I learned more about water pigment ratios.
I learned how to correct a mistake. I had too much dark reflection on the base of the pear, it went too far up and was a solid thick band… but I went back in with just water a few times, and voilà!
I learned that pears are easy for me. Holy revelation Batman! I chose to do a pear because I knew it would be quick, and I could get to bed. Where I should be right now.
I know I am tired because I have turned into a jabber-jaw!
I did not have time to visit my artist friends today, I will have to catch up tomorrow. I hate missing all the amazing art you have created! Thanks to all who visit my site, thank you for taking the time to comment and chat with me too.
