One of the most rewarding experiences this summer was the three weeks spent in one of my most favorite and beautiful countries, Italy. More than 7000 images was not enough to capture the enormity and the most magical of places. The sheer volume of pictures are overwhelming, even now the task of choosing a few representative photos are too daunting. I have modest mini paintings in pastel, my first attempt ever at painting anything. The first week of the trip was spent in a villa in Umbria, workshop with Linda Richichi, an amazing pastel artist, and photography with Mary Ann Glass.
|dusk at the Villa|
|view from Villa, this mini study is my favorite|
|top right was my first one at the Villa. The other two are at a sunflower field close by|
(the gray blobs are supposed to be olive trees)
|this photo is a better visual|
|this was where we were situated for painting session|
|another view from Villa|
|more from the Villa, the bottom was the sky, mostly fudged, |
but i'm sure at some point at dusk that evening, it was close
|these are the photos to prove it|
|this one was just as the sun was setting|
|this was my only quick sketch of the Villa on the day of arrival|
|these two are at Borghese Gardens in Rome|
|these are in Menaggio on Lake Como|
|this was the inspirational view|
There are infinite images, some more of which may make it's way over for. For now, this glimpse is enough.
|these I purchased from the master, Linda Richichi|
one can see why I hardly qualify as "student"
I approached this trip with an open mind and I wanted the opportunity to have real time away from my environment. As for personal insight, I don't know that there will ever be "absolute clarity", as there is rarely anything so definitive, but I returned with the notion and the ability to feel that I can start a new chapter in my life.
There were a lot of knitting UFOs' for the holidays. As always, I reprimand myself for not starting my crafty projects earlier. But I managed to squeeze in a couple of enameled ornaments. So,
|stocking, there were a whole lot personalized|
|"family tree" for my sisters|
The tradition of making and decorating Christmas cookies prevails. Of course, this year there was an enthusiastic recruit.
|niece so proud of her decorated by self snowman|
Gratitude, that is prominent on my mind. I am grateful for the persistent family and friends, for the new friends, stronger bonds, new experiences, and for the personal growth. Life is a collection of changes, and they are not always bad. As long as I can validate with my own standards that this "change" has meaning to my sense of reality, then I can't go wrong.