Olives are one of the many ways adults know they are loved. Grapes too. But I’ve been thinking about olives. Olives to eat. Olives in Dirty Martini’s. And how if you say “olive hue” it sounds a lot like “I love you”.
Olives have to be picked from the olive trees carefully – then preserved and processed – lots of work is done just so we can enjoy them. In all of their salty, brine-y, yummy glory. There. I feel loved. Don’t you?
Anyway here’s artwork I did recently while these thoughts ran around my brain (brine?) jar:
In Search Of The Holy Grail – by Clancy – 7 x 5 inches – acrylic and gouache on board
Allegedly you can grow olives here in the Pacific Northwest. There is at least one local bar that serves drinks with “Local Oregon Olives”. (Note to self: Explore this more.)
Speaking of drinks – one of my favorites is the “Dirty Martini”. With extra olives of course. Here’s a drawing I did of my currently favored recipe:
It’s Mount Rainer Cherry season here in the Pacific Northwest! After getting fresh cherries at the Farmer’s Market on a warm summer day – we went for a cocktail. Bartenders around here use seasonal produce and since cherries are in season the drink of the day was cherry themed. Well, the drink was so good it inspired our friend to say “Wow, this drink is almost a religious experience!”.
“Amen, sister!” I replied.
“Halleluiah!” added Judy.
Then I went back to the studio and created this piece.
Cherry Season – by Clancy – 7 x 5 inches – acrylic and gouache on board
It ended up being an artistic exercise/challenge in getting the two-colored cherries to look round, and the glass to look glass-like.
Since this one is slightly different than my usual sort of thing I sent an image of “Cherry Season” to the gallery owner at Caplan Art Designs – who said it’ll be included in my exhibit later this year! And I’m to keep ’em coming! Wahoo!!