From a Castle on a Mountain Flows a Fertile Dream

About 20 miles east of Florence, the landscape is a spectacular 360 degree vista of vineyards, olive orchards, and farms. I saw it first two years ago, and I wanted to see it again.

Waking Dream

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Fertile Dream, oil on linen, 14″ x 11″ See purchase info>

Finding the Castle

I didn’t see the castle two years ago. I had no idea it even existed. On this visit we took time to have lunch in the lovely restaurant overlooking the spectacular view. It was a conversation with our server that tipped us off.

“Go to the top of the hill and take the switch-back turn and you will be at the castle where they grow all the food we serve here.”

As if the Creator had spoken, we followed instructions and sure enough there she was at the top of the mountain. Standing outside the castle I painted the view, My Side of the Mountain (below.)

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Back in the studio (in Italy), I continued developing the colors. I felt very attracted to the right side of the painting, and at one point actually folded the painting in half to see how it would look as a vertical.

That did it. I decided I had to explore this half of the painting. And so the second painting in the series began as a vertical composition.

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My Side of the Mountain, oil on linen, 11″ x 14″, See purchase info>

Switching from horizontal to a vertical perspective changed the way everything looked. Yet it was not until I returned to Virginia, that the warm reds and purples took the lead.

Stepping back into my Virginia studio felt like walking into another woman’s life. I suppose that’s when I actually entered the castle. There were cobwebs on everything ~ even the studio entrance!

Paintings on easels from two months prior startled me. Looking better than I recalled, I felt the urge to finish them with my deeper, enriched palette. I am struggling for words to express the differences. Perhaps the paintings speak far more clearly. See more of these paintings>

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Waking Dream ~ How I Discovered the Woman in the Mountain

Filling four pages in my journal, Squares, lines, a bird . . . an ancient bronze stick figure, then an abstract woman peeking her head over the mountain!

Trying to sketch a dream in my journal this morning, I filled four pages with scribbly boxes and abstract shapes.

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I’d never have considered painting such simple compositions. But my sketchbox trunk show had changed the rules. Now I can experiment.

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Squares, lines, floating leaves, a bird . . . perhaps they could be designs for the backsides of pillows.

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an ancient bronze stick figure I’d seen in the Etruscan collection of the Vatican Museum.

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Then suddenly I saw it ~ an abstract woman peeking her head over the mountain!

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Three squares had clustered together in the valley and formed her heart.

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In the next box, she had arms. Outstretched mountains embracing the world.

Oh my! I wonder what else she can do?

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Emotion filled her shapes and i could feel her heart beating. I wonder if she can pray .. .

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I tried to sketch two hands clasped together. And then I saw her hip raised up out of the earth. Two hands praying . . . or a dancing woman with arms overhead.

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Without thinking I drew the reservoir, the mountain protecting it. And the sky rained stars down to fill it.

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The night sky filled with sparkly white stars on a deep Cobalt Blue field.

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Her heart joined forces clustering with those nearby. Head rising up, I could feel her strength growing.

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I wonder where this story is going? I see the paintings clearly. The colors, shapes, textures, the magic of painting them. I can’t wait to get started.