8''x8'', oil on gessoboard - SOLD
Here’s a flat-warming gift for my god-daughter Jess. To explain, this is a memory of our holiday in Turkey. Catering for the eleven-strong villa occupants took the form of a nightly ‘come-dine-with-me’ competition. When it came to ”the mums” team we thought we’d crack dessert and entertainment in one so we filled a bowl with cherries and made a chocolate dipping sauce. As with a good port, the offering was passed to the left. However, cherries were not allowed to be dipped unless the ”dipper” could come up with the name of a band/recording artist beginning with the letter ”B”. This may sound easy but since we’d been on ”B” for three days, memory-banks had been exhausted. It’s a very long-winded and frustrating game first played with friends on another holiday. I’m still opening emails on a daily basis which might read: “Booker T and the MGs! So there”. So, an insight into the banal nonsense I get up to on holiday. Incidentally, the angle of the bar on top isn’t necessarily inaccuracy – just lack of willpower.
In the post Jess.xx