I was fascinated with the texture of the persimmon leaves and the bright red-orange of the fruit. I’m not a real persimmon eater or fan but I love rich color and in the fall around here, these are beautiful. The red-orange next to the blue-green of the leaves is a feast for the eyes.
This man I know gave me a number of these persimmons because his tree was loaded and he needed to give them away. I remember looking at the fruit and thinking how pretty. So I whipped out my paints and began painting them. I had to hurry because they were getting riper and softer by the hour. The leaves would eventually turn brown and crisp. Painting from life means you have to be in a hurry to capture the moment! They are fleeting. Still, I love how these came out. Perhaps I should have wrinkled the paper and made one of my wrinkled paper paintings from these.
What do you think?