Mine is the Big One
In the past, just for the hell of it, I have painted a single piece of toast - dry toast, hearty toast - that symbolizes the breakfast I have when I meet with some of my friends on Wednesdays - retired teachers, to clarify. I am not going to paint everything that the various folks have to eat but these cinnamon buns caused quite a stir, over a period of 2-3 weeks. It seems that two of the elder gentlemen - well, at least older than me - started having cinnamon buns. I guess it must be said that they always sit next to each other because they are always the first ones there. In time, there arose a contest over whose plate had the larger bun. One would announce that he had the larger bun, probably because the waitress liked him better. That put the waitress on the spot, as if she was showing favoritism. So, she starts making sure they are both the same. Then one of the gentlemen brings in a scale to weigh the buns to see if they are truly equal. Over time, they both switched to another favorite for their treat and the contest died a natural death. While it was going, though, it created much mirth - and a good time was had by all.
As for my part in this little story, I get the 2 slices of dry wheat toast mostly for health reasons. I don’t need any butter and I don’t need lots of calories. I would love, however, to eat a cinnamon bun. Therefore, I was obliged to go to a local bakery when I got the idea to emulate these buns and get 2 buns so I could take many photos of them in various light and composition. Once I had about 50 pictures then their reason for being passed. I was keeping them in the refrigerator to keep them, sort of fresh. So now the real reason for doing this painting…I ate one of the buns, again, over a period of several days but I stopped short of eating the second one - I gave it to my daughter. Cinnamon buns are soooooo good.
Technically, I wanted to do the photos in the bright sun. I started in a window and wound up going outside where there was nothing but sun. That light brought out all of the textures and translucent qualities of some of the icing. I chose one of our white plates, instead of the dark blue plate I used for the toast because, again, I wanted brightness to be what I was dealing with. I wanted the clarity that much light brings to an object.
Medium: Acrylic Paint on Canvas
Framed with a black floating frame
Size: 27-3/8" x 33-3/8"
Price: $3,200.00 (Price does not include applicable sales tax or shipping)
