Still life with madeleines and butter dish, pen on paper, 9" x 6". 10/22/2014.
If Proust could immortalize these little cakes with his words, then I figured I'd do the same with a drawing. I like these fast sketches;they often impart more of the essence of a subject or a scene than a very accurate drawing, and give me ideas of how I might rearrange the various elements. Thank you to D. for her recent gift of six delicious madeleines from Fous Desserts, in flavours of lemon, chocolate, and Earl Grey tea. These two were the only ones remaining last night, and they aren't there any longer!
I'm flying somewhere today, and will have different subjects and pictures for you soon. It feels good to be able to put some energy and focus into this blog again.
Next time, a real challenge. Convey somehow the essence of the unevenness of the paving stones (outside his parent's house I seem to recall) which trigger other Proustian memories. And after that - for summa cum laude - the nature of the Vinteuil sonata. You're allowed to cheat with the latter - the inspiration is said to have come from a Fauré piece.
Posted by: Roderick Robinson | October 27, 2014 at 03:13 AM
I am fond of madelines too, and by some quirk of food distribution can get excellent ones in Hilo from a California bakery. I do like that sketch; it's lively. Makes me think I should try a little sketching myself.
Posted by: Hattie | October 27, 2014 at 02:18 PM