This painting is pure appeasement.
Love kicked my ass to the curb this year, and then stomped on it a few times for good measure, and there comes a time when even the most dedicated skeptic/agnostic/quasi-atheist decides it's time to beg for mercy from the goddess who runs that particular show.
So, with the poet Sappho, let me just say...
Iridescent-throned Aphrodite, deathless
Child of Zeus, wile-weaver, I now implore you,
Don't--I beg you, Lady--with pains and torments
Crush down my spirit.
Come to me once more, and abate my torment;
Take the bitter care from my mind, and give me
All I long for; Lady, in all my battles
Fight as my comrade.*
This is a digital piece, Art Nouveau style because I just plain love Art Nouveau, and I picked tomatoes as the floral element because A) I thought it was funny and B) the humble tomato was once known as the "love-apple" and considered to be an aphrodisiac, which term of course also derives from "Aphrodite."
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*Translated by Elizabeth Vandiver.