This week we finally picked our pears. We were a little behind the curve and the squirrels got more than we did. It is tricky staying consistent and being a good steward of the resources God has given us. I think that might be why there are so many farm type blogs. People are just keeping track of their crop cycles and what to do with them. Well, I’m barely keeping track and things just sneak up on me.
Anyway, I've got these pears see, and no plan for what to do with them. As they sat on my counter, I understood why so many artists wind up painting pear studies. There they are sitting on the counter waiting to ripen in all their characteristic beauty. They are interesting organic forms. Kind of like curvy little people that won't complain if you make them look chubby.
I made a plan to create something in my studio everyday this week, so on Monday I grabbed some pears and headed out to my room. I just did a quick still life study and went back to work on a busy day. Tuesday was a lovely day out and about, but zero work on the pears. When Wednesday came around, my pears looked a little worse for wear. I decided they were still viable and set to work sketching. I liked that I had the opportunity to contemplate my first sketch and I thought of some things I would like to change. This time I added some ink sketching and loosened up my basket. I used my trusty watercolor pencils to color the pears pitcher and cloth, but left the basket untouched. I like this one e much better. As I added the water, I could see I hadn't put in enough green. With their browning skin, I didn't notice the green as much. Now that it is dry, I think I will add some green to the pears.
Well, two days of creating is a good start. I had to retire the pears and didn't get back in the studio again this week.
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