I remember eating a fig for the first time. I did not like it a bit. It was a dried fig, in a dull brown colour scheme with hard seeds inside. As a child I was very sensitive and I could be quite picky, especially with food. But what a whole different experience it was eating a fresh fig for the first time. Really fresh, plucked myself directly from a tree in France. The somewhat tougher eatable skin and its juicy interior, with it’s fresh light sweet taste. That combination of solid and soft. The beautiful outside colour from deep purple to green, and inside from purple to velvety red with little yellow seeds. Yes I admit, now I am a fan, specially when I can pick them myself from a sunlit tree.
Do you have a fruit which you later come to appreciate?
'Fresh Fig'
acrylic on canvas 5x5cm 2x2"inch
