Cafe in Sun

Next week at this time I'll be in Galicia, Spain, and very likely sitting at a table just like this one, drinking an espresso and drawing a cafe in my sketchbook.

Morning Market, Provence

A Sargentesque approach to my memory of the Saturday morning market in Apt.

Pink Cloud, Provence

I'm getting quite a bit of mail from Washingtonians thanking me for images of warm places, so here's another to give you East Coasters a momentary respite from all that white outside your windows--a watercolor from last summer in Provence .

Looking into the Valley

The lavender is just coming into its peak color now, and combines with wheat fields, vineyards and hedgerows to make a landscape like a brightly patterned quilt thrown over rolling hills to the base of the blue Luberon mountains.

Memory: View from Moonhole

Still thinking about Bequia on another very cold, if sunny, Vermont morning. Moonhole is a very odd, wonderful collection of dwellings (no room has more than three walls--imagine the home of an elegant Flintstone) carved out of a high cliff, with long views of sky and ocean. Here I'm looking towards the island's tiny landing strip and Paget Farm, a fishing village.