Tuesday, September 1, 2015

RECAP and ONWARD - Back from Shangri-La

Shangri-La was a place is the fictional novel, Lost Horizon, written in 1933 by British author James Hilton.  It was a perfect place.  A dream.

sitting on a table in a vintage shop
Spending the summer in Italy was truly that.  A pipe dream that, never in my wildest dreams, would I have thought would occur.  The people I met and the art that I saw was almost more than I could take in.  I saw art everywhere.  In the architecture, in museums, in cafes, at street markets, sculptures on playgrounds, symphonies at sunrise. And it was old art...an authentic representation of life.....a wedding, the universal love between mother and child (I could write forever about that), history over the centuries.  Where would we be without art!  Even the shoemaker! It became ingrained in me.  To think that 10 years ago, I didn't know a thing about art.  I had only been to Europe on a few business trips but never to "live" and experience it. The art that I saw was more than I could have ever seen in any art history class.  To think, people live and breath it over there.  What a privilege.  Arranged by a friend, I was even able to see the Queen's art collection in Buckingham Palace before I came back home. I am humbled to have been able to go.  I mean, who gets to do these things?
on an
Arezzo street

a wedding documented on canvas in Anacapri



bye little Rose
It's September 1.
Time to get back to work. I said goodbye to my little Rosie, picked up Peacock Georgio's feather, gathered fourteen paintings, carefully rolled them up, and carried them under my arm across the Atlantic.  Neither heat, nor rails, nor airports could keep these paintings from coming to Raleigh. These 13 acres of Italian Borgo San Pietro gardens, captured on canvas, have travelled on trains to Naples, ferries to Capri, planes to London, the Gatwick Express, and finally on American Airlines back across the pond to Raleigh.



trains
ferries



See you soon, October 10, Little Art Gallery, Cameron Village, Raleigh, North Carolina.

2 comments:

  1. Aaaaawwww!!! I wish you could've rolled me up and carried me under your arm all that way .... The Borgo and I miss you! Xx

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  2. Aaaaawwww!!! I wish you could've rolled me up and carried me under your arm all that way .... The Borgo and I miss you! Xx

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