When I was 18, I went to a summer painting school in the Auvergne region of France. It was a pretty amazing experience, and it began a long-lasting love affair with all things french. Somewhere I have a few of the canvases that I actually did produce between the wild behaviour one would expect from an teenager on their first solo trip to a foreign country (oh, the shame!).
While I was there, I met a girl my age who lived in the village – her father owned the local Charcuterie. They took me under their wing, and into their home, and I never forgot them. It took fourteen years, but I finally had the opportunity to go back to Montaigut a few years ago, and visit with the family I met. I never imagined one could love the very air of a place as much as I love this little town in the middle of the Auvergne, but for some reason this is one of the places I could very easily call home. So when I got back, I did a painting of the view from the top of the village – looking out towards the sunflower fields. It’s just a simple water colour, but I can just imagine sitting down to food and wine with friends. It makes me happy.