june 5, 2012
i remember drawing this like it was yesterday. it was on the beach in antibes and it was the shoe of my fellow france resident, lisa nappa. i was always drawn to drawing these shoes of hers, the shape was so pleasing to me. that day on the beach was fantastic . . . the mediterranean sun, fromage, and fun. life should be so simple (and i do believe that was the brand of shoe ?).
guess who else will be marching . . . back to the south of france ? . . . MOI ! i am so excited i can barely stand it. i will be doing the residency again this coming may-june. this is the place that truly inspires me to the core. the food, the people, the light, the mediterranean sea, the colours, the life style, the landscape, the language, . . . i wish everyone could find the place that truly resonates with them. there is nothing better to really feed your soul.
the fruit in the mediterranean is incredible. that dry hot heat grows such beautiful sweet fruit. i grew up with figs. in fact, it was an enormous fig orchard where our high school would go to “party.” it was simply known as “the figs.” but here in france (and now that i’m a grown up), i prefer my figs on a baguette with strong cheese and a drizzle of honey.
i am not a big pastry eater (my sweet tooth is usually reserved for chocolate) BUT i do love to draw pastries. france is packed with pâtisseries that house the most beautiful perfect colourful jewel-like pastries that i have ever seen. i was usually the girl standing outside of the pâtisserie looking in and sketching the merchandise in the window at a rapid speed. i could spend hours doing this. to me, it is much more satisfying than eating them.
i’m setting up my show today for this weekend’s ACGA festival in palo alto. i’m bringing a herd of these vessels that i made in france + a few teapots. mind you, it was no small feat getting these home from france. i knew my suitcase would be “over weight,” but when i hoisted it on the scale, the ticket agent was mortified. “NO NO NO, THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE” she kept saying over and over. i had to open my suitcase right there and then to lighten it’s load (embarrassing, yes). i ended up having to hand carry 15 lbs of ceramics on the plane and was still charged $75 for an overweight bag.
the only other thing in my suitcase, aside from my tiny pile of clothes, was 8 jars of caviar. i even left 2 pairs of shoes in france and shipped a box of books, heavy leather bag, and coat home. it’s times like these that i wish i was a jeweler and NOT a ceramic artist.
(p.s. the box that i shipped home made it there door to door in ONE WEEK. amazing. i think it must have been on the same flight that i was on !)
the musée picasso in antibes is my new favorite museum EVER. it has amazing art, it’s a beautiful building, and it sits right on the mediterranean sea with killer views out of all of the windows. basically, i’d love to live in this museum.
one of my favorite paintings.
it also has a large selection of his ceramics.