A Mandarin In A Small Blue And White Rice Bowl, a still life, an offering of love. The peel turned back to form petals, the segments of fruit loosened slightly, an opening bud.
This rare bloom, A Mandarin In A Small Blue And White Rice Bowl, is placed on the coffee table before her. Her eyes brighten, she leans forward, reaches, reaches over the work of art, grabs a handful of salted nuts.
The public of one never warms to A Mandarin In A Small Blue And White Rice Bowl, the artist goes unrecognised, his muse apparently unaware of her role. Following works, Warm Mushroom Salad With Shallots And Seeds and Sushi Fetched In Rain, go equally unappreciated.
Somehow he knows that a shop bought chocolate cake with I Love You written in icing would be a popular gift. He resolves to continue producing works of the ilk of A Mandarin In A Small Blue And White Rice Bowl until he finds an audience, until these gifts of love are understood.
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