Thanks to a little tendonitis flare, there’s not much to show on the knitting/quilting front this week, short of posting yet another picture of the Fleece Artist sock in progress (the heel is turned!)
Browsing the blogs this morning, I came across a photo of the perfect, food-stylist ideal fried egg, and it reminded me of something I saw on a cooking show years ago. The host was in Jamaica, I think, and sampling the local cuisine. The program also explored some of the local culture, and this show featured a surrealist painter whose subject was fried eggs. There was one painting of a woman hanging laundry on a line. The “laundry” was fried eggs. There was another painting of a rainy scene. It was raining fried eggs. Little, perfect, yellow-yolk-in-the-middle fried eggs. I wish I could remember the artist’s name, because I am dying to recreate one of these scenes in fabric, and I want to give proper credit. Crazy? I guess I had better not admit that it wouldn’t be the first time I made a quilt with a fried egg on it. And bacon.
While searching for fried egg art on Yahoo!, I found this:
Henk Hofstra’s sculptural breakfast, in Leeuwarden, Netherlands. See more photos here.
Sunny side up!
