|Charles Bridge, shapes, Prague.|
Rome. Venice. Prague. Three very different cities I recently visited with my mother. At the risk of sounding achingly cliche, I was overcome with an abundance of inspiration for my artwork.
|Colusseum, shapes, Rome.|
|John Lennon Wall, texture, Prague.|
|Room of Maps, color, composition, layers, Vatican City.|
I break down the visual inspiration taken from these photos into three categories: Texture, color, composition.
|Under the Charles Bridge, shapes, Prague.|
|Texture, light, Rome.|
|Saturated life, Rome.|
The colors in Italy are the colors I live in. The ochre, burnt umber, saturated hues.
|Composition, colors, saturated life, Venice.|
The gothic edges to Prague capture a layer of my disposition. Like dark, lacy lines overlaid on other images.
|Texture, shapes, Prague.|
|Texture, composition, gothic edges to life, Prague.|
And everywhere, the textures. And everywhere, watching the bursts caused by the sunlight.
|Light, texture, Venice.|
|Texture, color, Rome.|
What you can't capture in these photos (and there is so much I can't capture) is the feeling of travel. The openness it brings to your imagination if you let it. And I try to always let it.
|Composition, detail from Hall of Maps, Vatican City.|
|Mood, texture, composition, Old Jewish Cementery, Prague.|
|Composition, mood, carabinieri, Rome.|
Especially at home. Must be open to your surroundings. Your world, both of the senses and of your emotions.
|Light, color, Venice.|
|Color, layers, composition, Rome.|
I will miss being called "bellissima." I felt like my most unrestricted self.
|Everything. Paul Klee at the Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice.|
I felt bellissima.