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March 10, 2018


Oh Beth it's a feast to have both your painting/drawing process as you go along with it and your articulate perspective on all of it! Thank you!

Thank you, Vivian!

These are lovely, Beth, and very much your own vision. The way you've blended the hard structure of the landscape into its softer more 'vegetal' elements, especially in the top image. It's an exploratory, questioning, receptive approach, almost humble if that's the right word. It will be great to see what develops if you continue to develop your impressions of the Sicilian landscape.

Thank you, Natalie -- I'm glad if these sketches created that kind of impression, and delighted by your words "almost humble," because that is often how I felt in the Sicilian landscape. That feeling came both from its natural beauty and power, and from the traces of human history written on the land from ancient times to the present day -- seeing olives being harvested by migrants, for instance. To try to do something with that, as one person, one artist, is humbling. But I liked this first attempt, and will definitely keep at it because the place seems to have become embedded in me, like Iceland!

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