new autumn face

last night, i made curried pumpkin soup in my new kitchen. the entire apartment smelled like american harvest mixed with exotic homestyle. the recipe called for pears, which i peeled and diced. i laughed because they kept slipping out of my hands. pears are such a nice shape and look so nice and naked when peeled. i recalled a painting that i did last fall of a threesome of pears. two of the pears were nuzzling each other and the third pear was slumping in the other direction, clearly solitary and not like the others.

i smiled to think that, if i were to paint pears this autumn, the painting would be so much different.