Autumn Pears



I love pears.  I love to eat them, paint them, photograph them and just look at them.  They are womanly, delicious and imperfect in their beauty.   It is Autumn here in Umbria the mornings are cold and the days warm, sometimes the fog creeps in low on the river.  I'm drinking more tea.  Buying lots of apples to make apple pie and then eating them before I can get around to making the dough.

I got my quotes about pears from this site http://www.healthdiaries.com

“I warrant they would whip me with their fine wits till I were a crest-fallen as a dried pear.”  -Shakespeare, The Merry Wives of Windsor


If you want to know the taste of a pear, you must change the pear by eating it yourself.  If you want to know the theory and methods of revolution, you must take part in the revolution.  All genuine knowledge originates in direct experience.”  Mao Tse-Tung

“Eating pears cleans the teeth.”  -Korean proverb

“Plant pears for your heirs.” -English proverb


“A pear will never fall into a closed mouth.” - Italian proverb

Of course the Italian proverb is about eating (not sex or soccer shocker!)

“Don’t shake the tree when the pears fall off themselves.”  -Slovakian proverb

“You should go to a pear- tree for pears, not to an elm.”  -Publius Syrus (42 B.C.)

Segue  --but it seems amazing that one could eat a pear in 42 B.C.  They have been around forever!

Here is another SEGUE "they" analyzed with a computer the painting the Last Supper  by Leonardo da Vinci and they found out the (American) portion sizes of meals have become something like 72% larger (this is my memory stating here), but the size of the bread portion is only 22% larger then it was at the time of the painting of the Last Supper, which would be 1495-1498, yet imagine that Leonardo put his own perspective on meal size 1462 years after the time of the scene in the painting.  So in 42 B.C. the whole meal was probably a pear or much smaller then a pear.  Pears were probably smaller. O.k. Natalie stop.

pears and roses

And now a quote from my man…

“A man watches his pear –tree day after day, impatient to the ripening of the fruit.  Let him attempt to force the process, and  he may spoil both fruit and tree.  But let him patiently wait, and the ripe pear at length falls into his lap!”  -Abraham Lincoln

Back in time when I lived in the California Wine Country I painted lots of pears on ceramics.  Kilns make everything look painterly and pretty.  This design was very Autumnal. You can’t really paint a pear wrong because they are so irregular and misshapen, yet graceful and delicate, feminine.

it's very wine country
This is not the first time I have written about pears.  I did so before the first month this blog began you can read about it.  Here is the Link on Pears, just silliness really.  It won't be the last time either because I soon will do a post where I painted a box to look like a pear, not the form, the finish, that is kind of silliness too.

Until later - a dopo,
Natalie


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