Painter's Belly, Painter's Eye (Still Life with Beer Glass, Georg Hinz (1630-1688; pub. Autumn Voices Newsletter, monthly competition) Here's your beer, Georg, your usual, but I'm sorry, we can't give you proper fare tonight. We had a crowd in here – aldermen, wives as well, they scoffed bratwurst, pies, eggs, cheese – the lot. God save us, you look absolutely famished! Tell you what – I can rustle up some rolls, barely enough I suppose to fill your belly but they'll take the edge off your hunger. Here you are. And now I see you've arranged the table with your painter's eye. It’s like a landscape – with the beer glass in the middle and the bread rolls sitting round it, well-fired, golden and enticing, begging to be eaten.