I have a favorite still life cloth. It has big flowers printed on it. Has figured in several still lifes I’ve done over the years. It’s one of my enduring obsessions. One of those paintings has been restationed over my desk and I see the flowers everyday once more. Makes me long for flowers. A mass of flowers into which I could just lose myself drawing. Flowers, flowers, flowers!
So, let’s think about this some more. I had a still life set up of artificial flowers on a table, in a vase, sitting on a cloth that is decorated with flowers, and I made a painting of it, and the canvas is made of cloth — so it’s more flowers on a cloth.
I find myself stuck inside a very delightful feedback loop. Some obsessions are definitely worth obsessing over, if I may say so myself….