I have done eggs before, but this one seemed fun, more challenging. I eat eggs every morning, two, scrambled, with sprouted wheat toast and jam. It’s one of the ONLY habits in my life. I don’t normally like routine too often. My daughter also loves eggs. She doesn’t like to eat them, but she loves to crack them. Of all her favorite things, I think eggs are up there.
So, I’m going to join the bandwagon here and start doing smaller, one-a-day paintings. Not that I’ll do one EVERY day, but I’ll at least finish it within a 24-hour period. For my first try at mundane, everyday objects, I chose my breakfast. Many do.
I have a love affair with eggies. I love eggs. I eat eggs every morning–two eggs and a slice of spelt toast. I like good eggs, too. Orange yolks, a hard thing to acquire from the grocery store brands, but, I’ve found a few that are good. One day I’ll have a coup. Just not now.