Saw these tomatoes sitting on our kitchen counter and was inspired to paint them. No real thought went into this one. Just liked the colors, and painting the tomatoes gave me a chance to relax. When I was finished, got some grief from my wife, Stacey – said “nice composition. Where was your mind.” I really didn’t know what she was talking about – she said I had my mind in the gutter – the painting looked anatomical. Hence, the name, “Nice Tomatoes.” As I’m typing this, she’s looking over my shoulder and she’s still giving me grief, “like you really didn’t know…”