My favorite kind of still life is the pantry scene, of humble food objects in a peaceful setting. I think when those paintings are successful, they turn into a type of poem about being in that moment, kind of a Zen thing. Yet they preserve that moment, and make it timeless.
When people talk about being right brained, and when they talk about meditation, that’s what I think they mean, finding that calm, golden feeling.
The bread here is home made by the way- a home made ciabatta.