The Easter pineapple

On Easter Sunday, I brought my parents a pineapple.

Normally, I would have brought them flowers on Easter. A nice lily, maybe some tulips, something with a bulb that they could plant in their yard. But as I mentioned yesterday, I'm trying not to spend money on non-essentials this month. I decided that food is definitely an essential, so I went grocery shopping on Saturday, and I bought this pineapple. It has leaves and it smells nice. So I brought it to my folks' house, along with a Peanuts Easter card that I bought for them when I was in high school but, for some reason, never gave to them. The envelope was a little tattered, but other than that it was perfectly fine.

Damn, that Snoopy still makes me laugh.

Anyway, I thought that we might eat the pineapple. Silly me. Instead it got pressed into service as the subject of a future painting. Inspired by its lopsided shape, my mom grabbed a small table and a tablecloth and dragged everything out onto the porch, where she started snapping pictures of it.

Photographing the Easter pineapple Portrait of the artist arranging pears

Next thing you know she's got some pears (she's been doing some sweet little still lifes of pears lately) and arranging them on the plate, too. The dog, though you can't see her in these photos, watched with interest, probably hoping some of the food would roll off the table and land on the porch floor. My dad watched with something closer to bemusement.

Portrait of the artist contemplating a still life

He looked at the dog and shook his head. "Poor Sadie," he said. "Remember when they used to take pictures of you?"

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Well, first of all, the dog watches everything I do in fascination...Pear painting images will be arriving soon on my website...
perhaps a pineapple to follow.