Another attempt of mine to find an object defined mostly by lines and not shading. This was a better choice than the ribbed bowl.
Recognizable as the object!
Not used in this year, decade, century, millenium
Sketch 037: Cracked Gravy Boat
I decided to make lentil soup for a cold, winter day. When I got home from the grocery store (Whole Foods Market, in case you can’t tell) and opened the pantry, I discovered I already had lentils. A whole collection of lentils.
Lots and lots of lentils
Good thing I like lentil soup. Maybe a collection of lentils is a Lentil Lode? Laden with lentils. A leap of lentils. A line of lentils. A lentil loop. A lentil luau. A lentil lyntle. (Made that one up!)
My grandmother’s cast iron skillet. I remember cooking breakfast with it. I’d pour in the Crisco oil, about an inch deep, and crack the eggs on the side, trying to use just enough force to crack them open without breaking the yolks or having the shell fall into the oil. The eggs weren’t so much fried as poached in oil. I’d get the oil too hot and it would splatter as I dropped in the eggs. They always ended up with the crispy lace edges. My brother’s skillet specialty was bacon, really crispy bacon. Ah, if skillets could only talk . . .
Grandmother’s cast iron skillet, full of memories
Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Things Found in a Kitchen
My grandmother’s flour sifter. I searched online for information about Brite-Pride (the name on the sifter) but couldn’t find anything about the company. I drew the sifter just a tad too big, not leaving quite enough room for the red handle.
Flour sifter sketch
Sifts, aerates, fluffs
Now to find something to put in the bowl . . .
Fiesta bowl and soup spoon
Sketch 015, Bowl and Spoon
It's a long story ... 