STILL LIFE IN LITTLE ITALY

This is my sad little attempt at a still life. It really is what was left of my lunch at an Italian restaurant I ate at in Little Italy that weekend. You can see the remnants of my Miller Genuine Draft, a basket of bread and little wrinkled olives (that while pictureque, didn't taste very good). In the foreground, you can also see just a bit of my salad. At least it's colorful and approaches an "old world" feel. . .at least as well I can muster in my first attempt.