'Look, I've brought you something from the Turkish greengrocer in the Mecklenburg Street! A real heavyweight.' My wife came from shopping to the studio. 'Is this something for a still life?'
Well, I would have to cut it up, stage it and replace the many still lifes with melons from the history of painting. The picture should play in the today.
So, I set up a small stage in the studio, waited for the evening light and sliced the slightly elongated watermelon.
Somehow that looked brutal.
The slicing of a watermelon awakens strange associations. The pulp gives something organic. Setting a melon as a metaphor for a brutal injury tempted me.
Please nothing sweetish. Although I really appreciate the thirst-quenching sweetness of these melons. The hidden vitamin A is good for the eyes. I like that as a painter.
It should also provide beautiful skin. I'm afraid this melon will be late for me.
May your antioxidant protect me from cancer, so that I can continue painting for a few more decades.
Still Life with Watermelon