Day 10. Tootsie Rolls

I already had candy on the brain, as you know from Day 7’s Vending Machine. The immediate inspiration for Three Mini Tootsie Rolls, however, was a conversation that I had with Ed Price, an old and dear friend who I met at the Kellogg School of Management at Northwestern when we were getting our MBAs. We don’t talk that often, but when we do, it’s a marathon!

"Three Mini Tootsie Rolls" by Beverly Shipko, Oil sketch on cradled wood panel, 5 x 7 inches

“Three Mini Tootsie Rolls” by Beverly Shipko, Oil sketch on cradled wood panel, 5 x 7 inches

Ed and I were talking about eating well and how that fits (or doesn’t fit) with my decadent paintings. He mentioned that his fiancé, Debbie, (now wife – congratulations to both of you!), snacks on a little Tootsie Roll every day despite the fact that everything else she eats is wholesome and healthy.

It turns out her father’s daily routine included a mini Tootsie Roll, and Debbie is carrying on the family tradition in memory of her father. I wish I could think of a simple ritual to honor my father every day, but I’ll have to settle for watching Washington Week every Friday which was how we spent some time together (along with moderator Paul Duke).

I took so many photos of these little chocolate Tootsie Rolls (which Tootsie Industries actually refers to as Midgees; who knew?) on multiple days to get this layout. It turned out once again, that simpler was better, and I eliminated a bowl of mini Tootsie Rolls that was overly complicated.

As usual, my desire for perfection is showing. I want to keep fine-tuning the background color, the shading and the logos, but it’s time to stop and move on. I have to remember that one of the reasons I am doing the Challenge is to get in the habit of learning when to stop and to avoid overworking paintings (having said that, I confess there is one letter or two that I’ll probably clean up tomorrow….).

After I began painting today, I thought about putting part of a Tootsie Roll bag in the composition to add contrast and interest. Alas, it was too late for this painting.  So that’s something I plan on trying later on this month.

I hope to see you again soon.

Day 11. Pomegranate Half

After watching the moving 9/11 Memorial Service at the old World Trade Center site, I hesitated posting this Pomegranate Half  painting since it felt a bit frivolous. Upon further reflection and a little research, I changed my mind.

"Pomegranate Half" by Beverly Shipko, Oil on cradled wood panel, 6 x 6 inches

“Pomegranate Half” by Beverly Shipko, Oil on cradled wood panel, 6 x 6 inches

The pomegranate has significant meaning in many world religions, both in the written word and in cultural traditions, relating to its most salient physical property – seeds, and lots of them, as you can see here.

According to Wikipedia and other sources, the ancient Egyptians regarded the pomegranate as a symbol of prosperity and ambition. In Greece, the pomegranate was seen by many as a symbol of life, marriage and rebirth as it pertains to the abduction story of Persephone by Hades, the god of the underworld.

Pomegranates were known in Ancient Israel as the fruits that were brought to Moses to show the fertility of the “promised land”. The pomegranate was the symbol of fertility in ancient Persian culture. Throughout the Christian world, it’s regarded as a symbol of life. Today, the pomegranate is regarded as a fruit with potential health benefits from its nutrients and phytochemicals.

Whatever the context, the pomegranate seems to be a powerful symbol of life, abundance and fertility (sounds a bit like my double yolk eggs.) And for that reason, I believe it’s most appropriate to post this painting on 9/11 to commemorate the lives that have been lost, and the resilience of the living. That point was driven home today as we listened to stories from survivors and family members who have moved on, but who will never forget those who perished. Over and over, they repeated that they hoped their loved ones would be proud of the people they have become, and the lives they are living.

And so today I dedicate this painting to life.