I am not a coffee drinker. I always wanted to be. My grandparents drank coffee and it all seemed like a sweet, romantic way to start your morning. The delicious smell wafting through your cozy home. Sitting together reading the paper with light chat about your day. But I could never convince my taste buds as they reeled at the horror of the bitter liquid.
The above is an illustration I did for a show on symbiosis. We really have become a society completely dependant of the affects of this little bean. Connecting coffee and symbiosis was a bit tongue in cheek but it allowed me to create some fun coffee art.
I met a gentleman yesterday who is a hobby artist. He doesn't sell his work anywhere but he definitely had a passion for his work. His favorite medium....coffee. I know, I gave him the same look. Apparently he went to visit his sister at work one day. She handed him a cup of coffee and on the lid some coffee had spilled giving the perfect outline of a rhino. He said he was amazed and he began showing it to people. Yes, everyone thought he was nuts. He rushed home and on watercolor paper began to recreate the image with his left over drink. His love for coffee painting was born and a pot of coffee was never wasted again.
I don't think you'll see coffee on my supply shelves soon but I admired his enthusiasm. I hope you see something unexpectedly arty in your day today.
Monday, November 9, 2009
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Mmmmm, coffee.
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