Missing Sicily. I painted this piece about 6 months ago, before I knew I was going to Sicily with my mother and 5 sisters. Looking at it now, it could be from the beautiful Sicilian country side. Etna could be in the distance there on the right. I imagined how overwhelmed I would be going there and so inspired to paint. I even saw this exact bird through a small crack in a fence that led into a beautiful
yard. (we were lost of course) The Italian country side- the ultimate visual feast for an artist. Right? I never once opened my sketch book! It was absolutely breathtaking and surreal and everything I imagined but for some reason -nothing, yet.........
I think it's a good sign that you didn't once open your sketch book while in Sicily. This fact alone suggests that your senses were so overwhelmed that you were forced to allow your subconscious to take over, to be at work. And all great art, visual or otherwise, stems from the subconscious. Nowhere else. From the trance. You might find yourself painting a crack in the road in the street in front of your house now (something you wouldn't normally paint) but find later that the influence came solely from a forgotten moment in another country, another place, another world and time. From what seeped. I look forward to seeing how your experience in Sicily influences your work down the road.
Love, Your Friend,
Thanks for your insight. Catherine
Sure thing, babe.
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