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Laura and I rolled eggs last Sunday for Easter. Any available slope in Holyrood Park was littered with egg remains. I didn’t know it was still so popular. Anyway, I rose to the challenge set by Laura – who does this every year – and painted my egg with great application, but not with food colouring and crayons as suggested, but with acrylic paints. I’m very proud of one of my efforts (we had two eggs each), which can be seen above. It’s such an ephemeral thing, because soon afterwards you destroy your artwork and eat the contents. But I couldn’t help capturing it forever with my camera.
And in case anyone wants to pull me up on my lack of sports knowledge, I do realize that the white banding of an American football does not extend all the way around the ball, but only half-way. This was an honest mistake.
The other egg, an abstract work in mixed media, was stolen by a dog, which picked it up carefully in its front teeth and ran away with it. As a consequence of only having one egg for lunch, I became a bit peckish a couple of hours before tea-time.