Sometimes I find it hard to fathom just how nonchalant Romans are about their streets lined with aqueducts and ruins. With 4 lanes of honking and gridlock traffic whizzing under ancient arches, only someone on a bicycle armed with an easel can afford the luxury
This place is why I love living and painting in Rome. Here the ancient Roman aqueducts line up one next to the other and run through the open fields like silent towering giants in the landscape.Yesterday I took a bet on the rain holding off
I'm entitling this blog post this way to give myself the opportunity to talk about something in my work (and I imagine in many other painters as well), that really nags at me sometimes: the level of finish in a painting.I seem to have this "problem",
If you haven't already noticed, I just love anything off-the-beaten-path, whether it be in Rome or wherever I go. I'm one of those gals who always roots for the underdog and likes to try something different and explore around the next corner. That's why Rome