I didn't grow up eating oysters on the half shell. My boyfriend introduced me to them, and they've since become something I genuinely enjoy.
But these oysters have a different memory attached to them. For Mother's Day, I took my mum out on a date and introduced her to oysters, too.
I loved getting to share something I'd discovered with her. It felt like a small, lovely way of turning a food I'd come to enjoy into a memory of our own.
This painting is also a little nod to the two oyster paintings I sold this year. Apparently, oysters and I have a thing going on. There may be more to come.
I didn't grow up eating oysters on the half shell. My boyfriend introduced me to them, and they've since become something I genuinely enjoy.
But these oysters have a different memory attached to them. For Mother's Day, I took my mum out on a date and introduced her to oysters, too.
I loved getting to share something I'd discovered with her. It felt like a small, lovely way of turning a food I'd come to enjoy into a memory of our own.
This painting is also a little nod to the two oyster paintings I sold this year. Apparently, oysters and I have a thing going on. There may be more to come.
