African grey with Figs

Oil on canvas

60X50 cm

I picked this large lacquered wooden bowl a few years ago from an antique shop a few years ago and it served as fruit bowl in our kitchen.  This was the first time I used it in my painting set up and the rich reds told me that I will paint it again and again.

I tried unripe figs as a child picking them from a small tree at a friend’s house. It left my tongue dry and I swore not to touch them again. It was years later that I had some fresh figs with feta cheese in Sinai (served with fresh bread made of coarse whole wheat flour baked in a clay oven) at the village of St. Catherine that I fell I love with this fruit again, maybe it had to do with the place but I still love the taste and texture.