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.
Colors, Rome. |
Everything. Paul Klee at the Peggy Guggenheim Collection, Venice. |
I felt bellissima.