Mug and lemons
A very grey day today indeed. So much so that there’s precious little light to paint by, even in the attic. This painting was a commission this week. The buyer wanted it for his wife’s birthday – it’s her special mug in which he brings hot water and lemon to her in bed every morning – how lovely. A ritual I heartily approve of – might have to instigate that on himself’s return . I’m not sure what the white marks are on the furthest lemon. I think it may still have been wet when I photographed it – apologies, it’s definitely not on the painting.
Happy Birthday A. – a couple of days late.
She’ll love it, what a lucky lady!
That sounds easier and cheaper than Tea,milk no sugar.