Proust wrote that travel isn’t about seeing new places, but about seeing with new eyes. I’ve always felt this is true. I am not a particularly adventurous person, but I love the new perspectives travel gives to me. These images are of three fairly ordinary things – some glasses in our hotel room, a rusted railing in the port of Tarifa, the studio where I stayed in Rome. But each evokes a great deal to me. Each makes me see something differently than I had. In this case these all present themselves as watercolors which I intend to paint. But they also recall moments lived. They are simple things, but they resonate for me. xxx
Leave a Reply