Ever since I pulled out this vase I have been thinking about Morandi. (And those handmaiden sisters of his.) So I had to take a shot, even if it was only a 2 minute quickie. Thank god my palette is always full of half dried paint- a little turp and you're good to go.
I don't think I will be going back to natura morta anytime soon. No patience, no inclination, no handmaiden sisters making sure the world turns while I sit in my studio and stare. But even though I can't do it, I do love the muted stillness of Morandi.
Giorgio Morandi, Natura Morta (Still Life), 1964, Museo Morandi
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