Original oil painting on linen canvas, with a black frame
Set in the heart of the old Medina, within the labyrinth of alleyways works the old fruit seller, his beautiful fruit lit by the defused light of the day that struggles to penetrate this deep, hidden corner. People await his attention, he weighs his fruit with care and others buy. Such fruit sellers and such transactions have taken place throughout history, this painting is a tribute to that. In the West this moment has become sanitized by the speed, convenience and uniformity of the modern world where the charm and quiet dignity of the old fruit seller is lost but in Fez and in many parts of the world, it is still very much alive.
Original oil painting on linen canvas, with a black frame
Set in the heart of the old Medina, within the labyrinth of alleyways works the old fruit seller, his beautiful fruit lit by the defused light of the day that struggles to penetrate this deep, hidden corner. People await his attention, he weighs his fruit with care and others buy. Such fruit sellers and such transactions have taken place throughout history, this painting is a tribute to that. In the West this moment has become sanitized by the speed, convenience and uniformity of the modern world where the charm and quiet dignity of the old fruit seller is lost but in Fez and in many parts of the world, it is still very much alive.