Our host Danilo treated us to a tour of the Becattini family olive grove. It was late afternoon and the sun was glowing behind the houses at the top of the ridge. The olive foliage is sage green. In October however, when the other trees are golden, the olives look blue, especially as the sunlight and mist settles down into the valley.
I could paint this view 100 times! I love the way the houses grow right up out of the landscape!
Danilo showed us how he picks the olives, by hand. First shaking the tree, trimming away any damaged branches. The olives are collected in fine mesh nets on the ground. He takes them to an olive press in San Palo, just down the road. The best olive oil,hands down.
So many people urged me to go to Venice ~ I am so glad I did! The light, people, action ~ all were magical like no other place on earth. The experience is one I will take with me forever.
So how to capture such an experience in a painting? In Venice I found myself fascinated with the light and shadows of people moving along the cobbled stone walkways. A constantly ebbing and flowing movement of shapes, colors and light. Nothing stationary but the timelessness of the place itself.
So how to capture the feeling of movement, timelessness and magic?
I took a stab at it on this little painting. I have included some detail pics of the painting, as the palette knife work got quite involved. I think the texture conveys as much of the feeling as do the colors.