never happier than when i am cycling, i tried my hand (and feet) on the public bicycles available all over paris. for one euro, you get 24 hours of blissful cruising around the city, and when you tire of it all, you deposit the bike in any number of conveniently located stations. this perfect warm [...]
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spent a leisurely afternoon strolling the cobbled lanes where now reside paris’ most permanent residents – the famously dead of pere-lachaise cemetery. my interest in the shadows continues in this landscape of post-mortem self promotion. i’ve included a few of the more interesting to my eye. i passed on visiting jim morrison’s grave, in favor [...]
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this is as much of a true landscape as i will probably ever paint, but it just had to be done. now i want to mess it up. a few days left here in provence, then to paris for a few weeks and a big dose of what only “the city of light” can offer. [...]
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i’ve already had my fill of old european churches, as impressive architecturally as they can be, but this facade deserves special attention. especially these doors. so indulge my tourists eye and consider that van gogh must have passed by this church countless times on his daily/nightly peregrinations around arles. although i don’t think that he [...]
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on the road to mouries, olive trees stretch their shadows away from the setting sun. now they rest in my logbook.
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a visitor to the studio today – looked at this painting, and said something like “you are showing that there is more than what we see”. i love when people get what i do. and to me, it is some search for the “mythic”.
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so out of all this charm and beauty comes the strangeness from my studio. not sure from whence it comes – the place element is evident in the local newspapers collaged in, sometimes using the figures to create form. i’m intrigued by the shadows here – so i take pictures and transfer them in to [...]
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ok, i want a house in provence (me and everyone else). a weathered old stucco thing with peeling periwinkle blue shutters. this is the stuff of bestselling memoirs about fixer-upper-money-pits, but i am not immune to the appeal of this southern french province – the endless olive groves, dramatic “alpilles” mountains, the beckoning mediterranean sea. [...]
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after another breakfast feast, i say to mama pina that i will get fat if i stay here any longer. she says, yes, you are a little fatter than when you came. then you were pale and thin, but now you are fatter and have color in your face! she sounds pleased. and instead of [...]
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i’m nearly complete with my work here, being quite productive in my short 2 weeks, as the motivation of an exhibition on my last evening here definitely has added some push. for the size of this tiny village, apparently the exhibitions draw a good size crowd, so i’m preparing my work for hanging, as well [...]
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