There is a connection in this painting to the city of Sheffield, and to a painting given in lieu of a simple gift of a box of eggs. Here of course the similarity of the story must end, to avoid the conceit of presuming any self worth in relation to Lucian Freud. The four eggs he painted in 2002 of course show the characteristic analysis and brio that comes from such a hand.

I have upped him by two eggs. My mother’s eggs. This painting was gifted to my wonderful sister and now rather fittingly lives in a kitchen somewhere in Sheffield, not far from the Dowager who originally inspired it.

Half Dozen Eggs

Acrylic on Canvas