Tuesday, May 30, 2017

one last Italian morning

... an early morning view from our balcony (the haze in the background, romantic though it might seem, is really pollution emanating from Naples, and decidedly reminiscent of LA) - and then finishing my drawing of Positano, which has a drawing's miraculous property to make one feel part of a place, because one's spent time actively, immersively looking.  I'm going to miss Italy hugely - back in London for two nights, I can see with stabbing clarity why, when I was a teenager, I thought I'd never been anywhere so seductively beautiful.

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