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Sunday, October 9, 2011

Everything is Brighter



“In an orange, an apple, a ball, a head, there is a culminating point; 
and this point is always - despite of the terrible effects of light and shadow, coloring perceptions - closer to our eye; the edges of the objects run towards a center point placed at our horizon. 
Objects penetrate each other… They do not stop living… They are spread imperceptibly around themselves by intimate reflections, like we are by our regard and our words. It is believed that a sugar bowl does not have an expression, a soul. But that changes every day too. It is necessary to know how to take them and coax them, these beings… These glasses, these plates, they speak to each other. Interminable confidence… Flowers, I gave up on. They wilt and fade immediately. Fruit is more faithful. Fruit likes to pose for a portrait. It sits there as if asking for your forgiveness for discolorations.
A sugar bowl teaches us as much about us and our art as a Chardin or a Monticelli. It is more colorful. These are the scenes which become still lifes. Everything is brighter than our canvases, and I have only to open my window to have the most beautiful Poussins and most beautiful Monets in the world."



~ Paul Cezanne


It's Thanksgiving Day today.  And I thought I would begin my day by posting this backlog, this abundance, of food shots I've taken in the last while.  It's difficult to photograph meals at this time of year - it's dark or nearly dark and only getting darker at dinner time. Without natural light, everything ends up looking sickly.


So this is one of my favorite things to eat.  Just a simple tomato sauce with garlic.  Fresh basil and parmigiano reggiano.


Not as fancy as Scott Conant's famous spaghetti, but still major comfort food.  

And below, a very simple, tossed together pear and peach crisp made from the fruit in the bowl above.  



And last but not least, a poem titled "Thanks" by W.S. Merwin, beginning:


Listen 
with the night falling we are saying thank you 
we are stopping on the bridges to bow from the railings 
we are running out of the glass rooms 
with our mouths full of food to look at the sky 
and say thank you 
we are standing by the water thanking it 
smiling by the windows looking out 
in our directions 



{and the rest is here.}


1 comment:

  1. Great tasty photos. The water drops on the pears are the best....
    Maybe they are sweating in excitement, posing for their portrait.

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