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Sersale – the Milicurcio tree in San Pasquale Plaza
I had a wonderful time in Sersale. I am using my paints to help preserve my memories. Sersale is really a small town. But they have this huge tree. I imagine in the summertime, it’s the only place to go to get out of the sun. There is a little cafe there right behind the…
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Mariano Riccio – cousin, thespian
Portraits can be fun, like this one of a young talented cousin of mine who resides in Rome. He’s about the same age as my sons, and I like to imagine they would have been friends if they’d grown up together. Thanks to facebook, there are always notices about which plays or films he appears…
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My sunflower
More than 40 years ago, I lived in sunny Idaho, and grew giant sunflowers. It was so easy to do. I tried to grow some after I moved to Seattle, and found the experience to be rather discouraging, so I quit. This year, thanks to my husband’s feeding of wild birds in the yard, I…
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Imaginary landscape
Sometimes when searching for a subject, an artist will make splashes and color and then decide what to paint. This painting started just like that. I finished it a couple of years ago, and set it aside; it still was not pleasing to me. Last week, I looked at it and knew what I had…
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Inside passage
It’s not often that I paint places that I’ve not seen with my own eyes; but I’ve had a snapshot of this ever since Donald went to Alaska without me. It was one of my tiny regrets, I could have taken a day or two of vacation and gone with him, but I hesitated, and…