As an avid drinker of coffee, I suppose it makes sense that I also enjoy drawing and painting coffee images. Recently I’ve made it a goal to add to my coffee art collection available here.
Here are a couple recent ones:
The funny thing is that I never drank coffee until my late 20’s, and even then, I didn’t drink very much. Not until I started having kids did I really get into the habit. Looking back, it’s hard to believe I lived right in the middle of a coffee growing region as a young adult (as a Peace Corps Volunteer in Costa Rica) and barely ever drink it! If I had wanted to, I could have easily walked down the dirt roads to my friend’s garden, picked coffee cherries and processed/roasted them myself! Eh, oh well.
I remember one of the first cups of GREAT coffee I had was at a little store that used to be in Alexandria, VA, called “Grape and Bean”. It was a real-deal light-roast coffee with all of the fruity, flowery, aromatic flavors. Not the dark, burned, smoky, ashy stuff that my parents always drank (and still do), which I refer to as “railroad coffee”, since my Dad worked for the railroad. The Folgers type of stuff. I know some people like that, so my apologies if that’s you!
Would I go all the way to Spain to sit in a café and have a cup of coffee?
You bet I would!
OK, well the trip would be about more than just that, of course. I’d go to see the sights, smell the smells, and listen to the sounds. But tasting that cup of coffee, in a nice little café on a small side street, would be like the cherry on top.
This watercolor painting is from one of those times of sitting in a cafe and sipping a coffee. Specifically, this was in the Heliopolís neighborhood of Sevilla.