Pears

OK what is it about pears? I guess it’s time to confess, that I have some weird obsession with them. I love the shape of them. Any time I see one, they just attract me like magnets. I can be flipping through a magazine and see a pear in the background and that’s what draws my attention. We had friends in for dinner the other night and my friend made a comment that she didn’t realize how much I liked pears. At the time, she was taking candy out of a pear candy dish and on a nearby table was a glass pear. She probably wouldn’t have noticed if I hadn’t recently showed her a series of photos I had taken of pears.

So I guess my secret obsession is now public . . . yes I love pears. There is just something about that shape. Can’t be that subconsciously I’ve got a pear shape (no such luck) I’m more of a mango! And as for actually eating them, I do like them, but can’t say that I eat them all that often. I have a glass pear, a pear necklace, an enameled pear that sits on my nightstand, a pear candy dish and two sets of pear salt and pepper shakers.

Recently I was in the mood to try some creativity with the camera and different photo treatments on the computer . . . the subject I chose . . . that’s right a pair of pears! The first time I sat down to paint with my artist mom what did I paint, that’s right a pear!!

So what is this obsession with pears trying to tell me? Hmm, maybe I just need to eat more fruit!