Kitchen in Tuscany
The Southwest view out our kitchen window where we spent the month of May what seems like a lifetime ago. Carravagio’s painting of Bacchus is in Florence at the Uffizi where we saw it on a day trip, and returned with some reproductions. We were with our good friends and fellow artists, Spencer and Sabra Field. Sabra and I would stop and draw wherever we landed for more than a few minutes. I had a small leather bound sketchbook that fit in one front pocket and a Windsor and Newton watercolor kit that fit in the other. Our days started here in our borrowed kitchen. I remember looking out on these ripe fields that seemed to be a metaphor for the days ripe with promise in this magic place.
The Southwest view out our kitchen window where we spent the month of May what seems like a lifetime ago. Carravagio’s painting of Bacchus is in Florence at the Uffizi where we saw it on a day trip, and returned with some reproductions. We were with our good friends and fellow artists, Spencer and Sabra Field. Sabra and I would stop and draw wherever we landed for more than a few minutes. I had a small leather bound sketchbook that fit in one front pocket and a Windsor and Newton watercolor kit that fit in the other. Our days started here in our borrowed kitchen. I remember looking out on these ripe fields that seemed to be a metaphor for the days ripe with promise in this magic place.
The Southwest view out our kitchen window where we spent the month of May what seems like a lifetime ago. Carravagio’s painting of Bacchus is in Florence at the Uffizi where we saw it on a day trip, and returned with some reproductions. We were with our good friends and fellow artists, Spencer and Sabra Field. Sabra and I would stop and draw wherever we landed for more than a few minutes. I had a small leather bound sketchbook that fit in one front pocket and a Windsor and Newton watercolor kit that fit in the other. Our days started here in our borrowed kitchen. I remember looking out on these ripe fields that seemed to be a metaphor for the days ripe with promise in this magic place.