Amy's Butternut ~SOLD Somebody liked this!
9 in. x 12 in., acrylic on canvas
$150 (framed)
My friend Amy knows how much I absolutely adore butternut squash. If I could only choose a single vegetable to raise, it would probably be these sweet, golden gifts of the natural world. So when she grew a small crop for herself last fall and presented me with one, it made me so happy. That being said, however, when I saw that she had left a portion of vine attached, complete with springy, dried, skeletal tendrils, I HAD to paint it. I decided to forego enjoying the goodness of her harvest in order to have this specimen sit enthroned in the studio on an old cloth for a portrait.
I played with the bluish and blushing fleshtones on his heavy, sturdy form at the Twiggs Gallery event in February, and the many people who came through to watch us in the live art room seemed to appreciate watching him become something. His curly accouterments, however, dress his plainness up, like a good, non-symmetrical hairstyle; without them, he's just a big knucklebone. When I finished the painting and set it aside next to the actual squash to dry, I noticed I had painted it very near to actual size on the 9 x 12 surface, something that I hadn't necessarily set out to do. Behold, the Butternut!
My friend Amy knows how much I absolutely adore butternut squash. If I could only choose a single vegetable to raise, it would probably be these sweet, golden gifts of the natural world. So when she grew a small crop for herself last fall and presented me with one, it made me so happy. That being said, however, when I saw that she had left a portion of vine attached, complete with springy, dried, skeletal tendrils, I HAD to paint it. I decided to forego enjoying the goodness of her harvest in order to have this specimen sit enthroned in the studio on an old cloth for a portrait.
I played with the bluish and blushing fleshtones on his heavy, sturdy form at the Twiggs Gallery event in February, and the many people who came through to watch us in the live art room seemed to appreciate watching him become something. His curly accouterments, however, dress his plainness up, like a good, non-symmetrical hairstyle; without them, he's just a big knucklebone. When I finished the painting and set it aside next to the actual squash to dry, I noticed I had painted it very near to actual size on the 9 x 12 surface, something that I hadn't necessarily set out to do. Behold, the Butternut!
