To use ones own two feet to move between the boats and trains of the Adriatic has to be a privilege if only because nothing can be quick and time and patience are required in equal measures. Not that we felt ever burdened by delay or under estimating our journey. Above all the contact with the warm terrain and waters was profound. Corfu life can be a cliche: but leave the developed seaboards and within minutes the raw and wonderful legacy left from years of Italian occupation are in full focus with not much touched by those emerging from the ...
A small well formed group of artist wannabes crept to the ruin at Barbanichos, a special place owned by friends on the lower slopes of Pantokrator mountain on Corfu as it descends to the Ionian Sea above Avalki. We imported soft music and furniture to create the most wonderful impromptu studio as we hid from the impending storm for a lesson on vanishing points and simple watercolour shading. The staggering view over the Adriatic the Albanian hills provided material spied through the stone apertures of the ruin and everyone was absorbed by the atmosphere. Instant creativity ensued. The ...
Using a variety of media and styles the work responds to mood and geography but is more than often an observation of simple scenes in everyday life and on the travels across Europe.
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